Handbook of Heroes and Heroes in Love [Comprehensive]

Turning a deaf ear to the dense and fierce sound of wooden warehouses outside the car window, his subordinates drove the battered car on a rampage on the street, almost overturning it several times.

And now all his attention is focused on the hands of the girl beside him——

It was a black book.

Scarlet handprints were painted on the pitch-black cover.

Roaring and struggling in the dark abyss for several years, the monster finally saw a ray of morning light, dizzy, as if stepping into the clouds.

In the hail of bullets, he heard the sound of his heart beating infinitely amplified, and the boiling blood almost scalded every inch of his skin. The pupils suddenly shrank in the next second, and his eyes were unfocused.

how...why...

Didn't she just copy the blast?

Fall in love with someone else?Impossible, this guy is stubborn as hell, until the last time he left, all he could think about was "Little Victory".

If he could change his mind so easily, he wouldn't have been troubled for so long.

It's really been too long...

Whether he is obedient or playing hard to get, she is indifferent.

A guess flashed through his mind, and he quickly grabbed the tail.

That was an extremely absurd guess.

He swallowed his throat, and asked in a curious and casual tone, 【The ability of the new copy? 】

The voice was extremely soft, and it was barely audible mixed in the noisy environment, let alone making people aware of that trace of temptation.

So under his steady gaze, she nodded perfunctorily.

Almost at the same time, he felt his breathing stagnate.

This action was cut out frame by frame like slow motion, and played back in his mind repeatedly.

--copy.

She didn't deny the weird wording.

Unaware of his strangeness, the girl flipped through the pages of the book nervously and intently, 【In this case, you should use... ah!This is acceptable! 】

Her eyes lit up, she turned and knelt down on the leather seat.

The pages of the book were fixed on a certain page, and the photo of a woman about 30 years old with a gloomy expression was the most eye-catching. He couldn't understand the text on it, but he could guarantee that it was not written by any country in the world, and she was born in the same world as her own. Apart from his ability system, there is no other difference.

The rear window glass had been shattered a long time ago, and the cold wind poured into the car. The girl's long black hair fluttered wildly in the air, and the ends of the hair occasionally brushed against his cheeks, causing a shudder in the nerve endings.

Excitedly and expectantly, she stretched out her left hand towards the enemy chasing behind the car——

The dazzling silver light condensed in the palm like a vortex, and the next second it burst out, the deafening explosion sound almost pierced the eardrum, and the tinnitus buzzed.

Almost at the same time, the dying car finally couldn't hold on, and after a dull wailing, it slowly stopped.

The subordinate who took out his wooden gun and got out of the car first stared at everything in front of him in a daze, and then stammered after a long while, "Mr. Dazai, we are safe. We are safe." 】

After finishing speaking, the subordinate quickly glanced at the excited girl, with a hint of fear in his expression.

He stared blankly at the completely destroyed streets, leaving only a piece of scorched earth.

The girl opened the door and couldn't wait to get out of the car, and excitedly stood on the scorched earth, looking left and right, like a victorious king inspecting his achievements.

There is no living person, not even a corpse left, which was reduced to ashes under that terrifying ability.

Smoke filled the air, and the breeze carried the undead away from this ominous place.

He opened the car door and got out of the car stiffly, even with his feet on the ground without feeling.

The suspension of thinking made the only thing he could do was to focus on the girl.

As if sensing his gaze, the girl turned around, her shining green eyes were still full of vitality, more dazzling than the most expensive gems in the world.

She stretched out her arms, as if embracing him from the air, and as if embracing her own achievements.

But in his vision, the broken street behind her turned into a tamed beast, obediently lying on her side, kissing her toes.

At this moment, the heart that had been imprinted with the name "Yayoi Hanano" suddenly burst out with terrifying power, wanting to break free from the shackles and be forced to replace the existence of this scene.

The girl took a deep breath, her eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent shape, and her soft voice was full of satisfaction, 【...Did you see it?Dazai!This is my strength!Will be stronger in the future! 】

She didn't care about getting the answer from him at all, and then laughed heartily, every inch of the soft lines on her face was infected with joy and joy.

[I'm not a burden anymore!I can protect you!Also under protection!And Odasaku!In the future... I will never be slaughtered by others again! 】

With the riddled car as the dividing line, one side of the street is still intact, and the other side is in ruins.

Both heaven and hell fell into an eerie dead silence.

The limbs are set ablaze by tumbling ambition, and the joyful pain awakens the senses.

He took a step.

—stepping unwaveringly into hell.

【Hmm...that's amazing, Yayoi. 】 He said happily.

The slight tremor passed through the slightly rising tail.

***

Something is not quite right.

The Central Plains also want to.

Whether it's the pain that is crazily drilling in my head now, or the emotion that almost tears my chest...

are reminding him...

[I like Chuya the most! 】

"No! Chuya is not worthless!"

Even though she was emotional, the girl's voice was still soft.

It overlaps with the words that suddenly flashed in my mind through time and space.

……what is this?

"But even if the value reached 80.00%, he failed to replicate his ability." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes slightly, looking distressed, "What is your definition of 'valuable'?"

The originally pale face was tinged with blush by the sudden tumbling anger, Yayoi Hanano stared at him, "The failure of copying is my problem! It has nothing to do with him! You know it!"

As if suddenly remembering something, Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers and his eyes lit up, "Speaking of... is it possible that the reason why the copy failed is because the value did not reach [-]%?"

Under the girl's sluggish gaze, her eyes fell on the orange-haired man—he lowered his head, the brim of his hat covered most of his face, his lips were slightly white, and he seemed to be struggling in a vortex that he couldn't get out of. .

The next second, Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze again, stared at the girl closely, and said with a slight smile, "Do you want to try again? Anyway, he can no longer hinder you now."

It's like suggesting she squeeze the last bit of value out of something that's no longer useful.

Yayoi Hanano stared blankly at the corners of his slightly curved eyes, and it took a long time to realize what he was talking about.

Takeshi Yamamoto saw repulsion and resistance rising from the girl's eyebrows, and her dark brown eyes gradually sank.

"No." Yayoi Hanano turned her head away.

……why?

When she looked at him in a little surprise, Takeshi Yamamoto realized that he had already asked the question, so he pointed to the cobweb-like cracks on the ground as if nothing had happened, "It looks like a very powerful ability, only 20.00%... …It’s okay to try, right?”

Yayoi Hanano hesitated to speak for a while, as if she was worried about something, and finally said vaguely, "Impossible, even if only 5.00% of the power system in their world can be copied successfully, only Chuya... Anyway It's going to fail anyway, so there's no point wasting time."

An unintelligible chuckle shifted her gaze to the governess across the wooden table.

He propped his cheek lazily with one hand, and tapped the table with his right hand, making a dull and soft sound.

"Just as long as you are happy." Reborn responded to her gaze coldly, slightly raised his hand before Takeshi Yamamoto spoke again, to stop him from continuing.

When everyone's attention was on the girl, only Uchiha Itachi distractedly glanced at the man who had been neutral since he appeared—what the hell is this guy trying to do?

"Since Yayoi doesn't want to, forget it, anyway, it's just my guess." Osamu Dazai shrugged.

Uchiha Itachi lowered his eyes.

[It doesn't matter if you have the ability to reproduce, or if you give up in the end, I will do whatever makes her happy. 】

Is that all?

Almost at the same time when he shifted his gaze, Osamu Dazai quickly glanced at Reborn, and after seeing the latter bent his eyes at him, he smiled and mouthed——

Happy cooperation.

Just when Yayoi Hanano was about to say something, a cold voice suddenly pierced her mind.

"You bastard... what did you do to my memory?"

Yayoi Hanano was stunned, and looked up at Chuya Nakahara, whose breath was almost stagnant.

Senleng's scrutiny and hostility overflowed from the blue eyes, setting off a tsunami in that charming sea.

Her heartbeat was suddenly out of balance, followed by a sharp tingling pain from her fingertips, Yayoi Hanano clenched her lips tightly.

"Ah... he noticed it," Osamu Dazai said in surprise, "Why don't you leave here first?"

Yayoi Hanano nodded in a panic, turned around and wanted to escape from here - as long as he kept a certain distance, he would forget himself again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also came to her side and grabbed her wrist, "tell me clearly!"

There was pain again in the place that was bruised by him before, and Yayoi Hanano struggled, "I have nothing to say! Let go!"

Want to use abilities?But...but this is Zhongye!

Receiving the sight of the girl asking for help, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and said slowly, "Isn't it good to be so rude to the lady?"

"Shut up!" Nakahara said harshly, "I'll settle the score with you later!"

Osamu Dazai raised his hands in fear, "Wow...it seems that even I will suffer this time."

He smiled and said to Konoha Ninja who had been silent for a long time, "Chuya's ability is to control the gravity of the things he touches... The bullets and swords of the two of them are useless, it can only depend on you... just pull away distance, the memory will be emptied again.”

Itachi Uchiha narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Itachi! Take me out of here quickly!" She paused for a moment, then added dully, "No, don't hurt him."

The girl's inexplicable pleading for help made him sigh, and the moment he flashed to the two of them, the ground was torn apart.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the girl away from the ground suddenly, and at the same time, the gravel around him hit him like bullets, and rage and murderous intent rolled on his cold face.

Takeshi Yamamoto whistled, "It's a pity that this ability can't be replicated."

Osamu Dazai looked at the man who was worried about the girl in mid-air and only dared to use physical skills and hidden weapons, and murmured in a low voice, "I should be lucky, otherwise..."

How else could she be so perfect?

After a few fights, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little strange. The man in front of him seemed to be deliberately throwing water, as if... trying to delay the time as much as possible to test something.

Yayoi Hanano was also aware of the strangeness, pupil technique, illusion technique, shadow division/body... no matter which one can make him easily subdue Zhongya.

"Itachi! Are you..."

A whisper in her ear interrupted her.

"Give me back my memory!"

As early as the moment he avoided the man's attack, Zhongyuan Zhong also imprisoned the girl in his arms.

Since the other party gave him a chance, of course he must hurry up and solve his troubles.

Yayoi Hanano refused without thinking, "No! I can't return it to you!"

"That's my thing! What qualifications do you have to dispose of it!" Nakahara Chuya said through gritted teeth.

disposal?That's not disposition!

Yayoi Hanano felt a soreness in the tip of her nose, and blurted out, "Those are all bad memories! If you think about it...you will be very sad!"

The sadness in the emerald green eyes made Zhong Yuan Zhong also stunned.

The pupils suddenly contracted for a moment, and after avoiding the oncoming sharp blade, Konoha ninja suddenly opened the distance, the black robe raised a soft arc in midair with his movements, and when he landed firmly, , hanging limply at the ankles.

The external interference stopped abruptly.

After lifting the gravity under his feet, Nakahara Chuya returned to the ground with his arms around the girl.

The scorching heat came from the petite and soft body, and a strange yet familiar breath penetrated through the pores.

The thing imprisoned in the cage seemed to touch a small hope, and it used up the last bit of strength to break free from the shackles of the restriction.

He heard a hoarse voice say, "... how can the memory related to you be bad?"

Uchiha Itachi stared blankly at the girl whose face burst into tears because of the man's words, as if he had discovered something unbelievable.

"...No." She choked up and said, "At that time...you were very sad at that time...let go of me, Chuya."

After a short trance, he set his eyes on the black-haired man with a comfortable expression, the black eyes were filled with cold ice, and the terrifying killing intent rolled in the eyes.

——Is this your purpose?

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes, put his index finger and middle finger together and aimed at his heart, and flicked his fingertips, as if a bullet had shot out.

He lip-synced with a smile - I won.

Now... you've discovered her weakness.

What to do after seeing the hope of finding her empathy again?

Uchiha Itachi.

The author has something to say: Dazai: It’s not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, hehe.

In order to be able to connect the wires, it’s so fast that it’s inhumane QAQ

I didn't want to connect at first, but there is a plot (knife) that only Chuya knows.

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