[comprehensive] personality, programming

The inner groove belongs to the groove, and the choice is still to be chosen.

As a reliable adult hero, Aizawa Xiaota knows when to do what, even if he can't do it, he can't hold back.

So a new problem arises.

Choose hatchet flow treatment or hair loss treatment?

Armed Detective Agency and Akiko Yosano, please don't die with superpowers, the activation condition requires the patient to be endangered.Everyone has read these superficial materials, and Aizawa Xiaota asked himself, he didn't want to use this kind of treatment.

And what the hell is it not a pervert who shakes M, who would want to die, if the ability and personality are incompatible, there is no chance of living.

It seemed that there was only one way left to go, Aizawa Xiaota looked up at the host of Yandao, resigned to his fate.Life is like this, since you can't resist, just obey.

"sorry to bother you."

The word "aggrieved" was almost engraved on Aizawa Shouta's forehead.

"Then don't eliminate my personality halfway." Yan Dao tried hard to suppress the corners of his upturned mouth, a little aggressive. "For things like baldness, bear with it and it will pass. The port of Mafia is not an unreasonable place. I will reimburse you for the hair transplant."

Money is nothing compared to being able to see Aizawa Shouta about to lose his hair.The money is gone and it comes back, Aizawa Xiaotai is too bald Just this time, take a photo and frame it in a while, it is a black history that is priceless.

More importantly, the hair transplantation of the whole head may not be completed in one day, and she can take many more photos.

The local snake Yandao had his hips on his hips, feeling quite the pleasure of getting revenge.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the programming interface unfolded.

Algorithm compilation to find bugs, alchemy code to write paper.Although people without computer background can't understand the ABCDs of the program interface, they can see that with Yandao's revisions, Aizawa Shouta's hair fell out like the noodles.

After recovering from the injury, Yandao made rapid progress, and with his own power, Yandao wiped out Aizawa Shouta's hair to the point of scarcity.

Osamu Dazai is indeed a black mud troublemaker, and he has a good understanding with his little friend Yan Dao, and he is taking out his mobile phone to "click" to take pictures.

"Dazai."

"Ok?"

"Please send me a copy later."

"it is good."

Aizawa Shouta found that he seemed to have found the reason why the host of Yandao was sometimes very bearish and doggy.

— Osamu Dazai, the root of all evil.

"Yanshima-chan, Aizawa Shouta-kun will be counting on you for the time being." Mori Ogai pinched his thigh to maintain his dignity, "Be sure to let him be completely unharmed."

"Yes, boss." After taking revenge, Yan Dao calmed down again.

Although people are good-looking and bald, but with Aizawa Shouta's current appearance, it seems unseemly to go back to Shizuoka directly.Aizawa Shouta had beautiful hair before he came, but he was bald when he returned home, so he was easily suspected by the hero side, and Yokohama forced the hero to lose his fortune.

There is a monastery in Yokohama that is quite good. The eighteen arhat monks are all very powerful, and they beat people without mercy.

...Would you like to introduce Yokohama to Mr. Aizawa later?

Looking at Aizawa Shouta's reflective head, Yan Dao's thoughts became more and more divergent.

"Teacher, let me take you to have a hair transplant."

There is nothing wrong with calling the teacher, anyway, she is going to Shizuoka after her work is over.Protecting Aizawa Xiaota from accidents means not being too far away from him, in other words, usually Aizawa Xiaota has to take care of him.

The streets of Yokohama are very lively during the day.Even the wars of the previous few days didn't kill people's enthusiasm for going out, and they are walking on the street in appropriate clothes at this moment.The flow of people spread out in all directions, and the streets seemed to be covered with dusty cobwebs. On the long asphalt road, rich people's carriages and beggars passed by.

"There seems to be a lot of people in this place." Aizawa Shouta said. "At this time is the afternoon rush hour in Yokohama?"

"No." Yan Dao squinted his eyes, looked at the center of the crowd, and followed what Aizawa said. "This is near a private middle school in Yokohama. In the past few years, it has also accepted many children adopted by rich people, so it is picked up by car. And didn't you notice that more than half of the people in the crowd are young."

Walking across the zebra crossing, close to Yokohama Private Middle School, countless students shuttle past them, the target is either the surrounding restaurants, or your own car, or the station 300 meters away.

"Students don't have uniforms?"

Dodging a student who was running too fast, Aizawa Xiaota pulled Yan Dao who was about to be scattered by the crowd.

"In Yokohama, private schools have never had school uniforms. There are so many people coming and going, who knows if they are people or ghosts. The school uniforms are too big and too conspicuous."

Yan Dao stood firm, and hid the left half of his body behind Aizawa Shouta to prevent being washed away again.

"Public schools do have school uniforms, but correspondingly, there are few people looking for trouble in public schools, and students will not be threatened."

"...Yokohama has always been in such a mess?"

Aizawa Xiao was too eager to get something out of it.

"Just a little bit of chaos these days, we in Yokohama have always..."

Before Yan Dao finished speaking, a masked robber suddenly ran out from the street.The robber held a kitchen knife in his hand. There was a large piece of dirt on his clothes, and his hands were still shaking. It seemed that he had been nesting in a corner for a few days before finding the courage to come out and rob the students.

"What have you been doing in Yokohama?" Aizawa Yuta said while raising his eyebrows.

Host of Yandao: ...I feel as if I have been insulted.

Kicking the robber away with a flying kick, she turned around and looked at Aizawa Shouta very seriously.

"This is just an accident. You have to believe that our people in Yokohama have always been simple and honest."

Aizawa Shouta wrote in disbelief.

But he didn't say it, after all, he is still in his territory now.The rabbit bit people in a hurry, and he didn't want to experience the consequences of angering the honest man for the time being.

"...Let's go quickly, I've been away from Shizuoka for too long, if I don't go back sooner, the students may cause commotion."

Yan Dao nodded, restraining his playfulness.The two slowly moved on the street, completely blending into the crowd, as if they had also become part of the dust.

Turning around on the street, and finally stopped on a relatively remote street, Yan Dao pointed to the largest plaque on the entire street, and seriously introduced to Aizawa Shouta: "The hair transplant here has always been good. I also applied for a card, take the card [-]% off."

Aizawa Yuta scanned her back and forth several times from top to bottom, and finally fixed his eyes on her head.

"...do you come here often?"

Being poked at the sore spot, Yan Dao subconsciously raised his hand to touch the top of his still thick hair.

"Teacher, are you going to visit the Yokohama Shaolin Temple soon? Eighteen bronze figures, both the abdominal muscles and the brain are super bright."

If it wasn't for the sake of living a good life, who would be willing to fall bald!

The two stood at the door fighting each other, and the doctor wearing a white mask and a white coat didn't know whether to step forward for a while.In the end, the boss who was already familiar with Yandao stood up, separated the two, and invited them in so that they could negotiate.

The hands of the clock gradually shifted, and the atmosphere gradually changed from active to silent.

Aizawa Shota planted hair, and Yan Dao was sitting next to her. She was okay on the street before, but now she is quiet and alone. Things that will happen ten years later always occupy the main thoughts in her mind, making the scene extremely awkward for a while.

"Hey, Aizawa Shouta, aren't you a rationalist?"

"...What exactly do you want to ask me?" Aizawa Xiao opened his eyes impatiently.

"...It's nothing, forget it." Yan Dao slammed his head on the wall, using the coolness of the wall to calm himself down. "I'm taking it easy, some things are not going my way."

Logically speaking, no matter how twisted the future is, it shouldn't be the two of them getting married. She reasonably suspects that she has traveled to some kind of twisted parallel world.

Didn't it mean that Peng Gile was nicknamed Beng Glie? The rocket launcher must have broken down in ten years, and I must have gone to a parallel world.

Yan Dao selectively blocked the audiovisual, and the store returned to calm.

Time still passed by every minute, and the sunlight outside the window was faltering. Outside the store door, a boy wearing a white rice ball-shaped plush hat was holding an apple in his hand, flashing past in the slightly drooping twilight.

In the next second, the black suit broke into the door.

Countless guns and electric batons were aimed at them.

"The city of Yokohama is simple and honest?" The tone was half mocking. "Is this called folk customs and honesty?"

Yan Dao stood up suddenly, and Firl swept across the scene.

Ever since she came back ten years later, she has never been very calm towards Aizawa Shouta. In addition, she thought she had lost her horse at the time, regardless of her shame. Later, she found out that she was not an undercover agent and returned to Shizuoka... several conditions Putting it all together, it has developed into the current broken pot, the collapse of the human design has not been recovered until now, and it is flammable and explosive.

The store owner has been used to this kind of scene for so many years. He methodically covered Aizawa Shouta's provocative mouth, pushed him, including the bed, to a corner of the room, and then disassembled the long object that had been placed in the corner, and put it inside. The well-maintained knife was thrown to Yan Dao.

Catch the knife, the programming interface starts, and the epee is swung in the face.

He didn't care if the electric baton hit him. Yan Dao fought against an army by himself, and quickly resolved the battle in 10 minutes.

"This time I learned to be smart. I know that I am afraid of electricity, and I know how to use an electric baton." Yan Dao took out a cigarette from his pocket after cleaning up and venting his anger. "But such a small amount of current is of no use."

She is equivalent to a computer and has a certain ability to resist current. The big Ford current will cause her to experience data disorder and program disconnection, but the small Ford current will not.Firstly, the program itself can shield part of the current, and secondly, she also carries high-tech shielding current, so the electric current of the electric baton is far below the safe value of threat consciousness.

As long as people don't fall down, the computer will never turn off and never go offline.

[Miss Yan Island. ]

"Odasaku, find some people to carry people. I caught a lot of troublemakers. I guess what I can find out is that Sister Hongye has to work overtime again."

[Come on now, you pay attention to safety. ]

Called the logistics staff and asked the logistics staff to carry him to Hongye's torture room. The back of Yandao mainframe melted into the remaining night and shone slightly.The light shines under the black windbreaker. No matter how long you walk in the dark, you will never yearn for the light. She and Zhong are the same, they themselves are the light.

The sun with orange hair and blue eyes, the moon with silver hair and purple eyes.

The common characteristics are honest and easy to deceive, and they are rare normal people in the port Mafia.

"Teacher, have you finished posting?" Yan Dao put down the phone and turned his head, the smoke and the smell of gunpowder rushed to Aizawa Shouta together. "It's not very safe here recently, we need to find a safe place."

The cigarette body is slender, with gold pattern and white surface, without logo.

Aizawa Xiao squinted his eyes too inappropriately, the direction of his thoughts spreading was not right.

——When she helped Yan Dao move, the pack of cigarettes really belonged to her.

Across the street, coffee shop.

[Yan Island host, weakness: high-intensity electric current. 】

Throwing away the apple, Toss tapped the notebook in his hand with a pen.

[Shangming Electric: personality, electricity. 】

Tosi closed his notebook and picked up his coffee.

AFO wants to cooperate with him, but unfortunately, he doesn't think so much.A brainless mouse, no matter how powerful it is, is only good as a pawn.

As the night darkened, the figures of Yandao and Aizawa Shouta walked past the coffee shop.Tuo Si finally put down the half-drinked coffee that was already cold, pushed open the door of the coffee shop at the moment Yan Dao and Aizawa walked by, walked in the opposite direction with his notebook in his arms, and brushed shoulders with the logistics staff of Mafia at the port Pass.

"...The ability to use electricity is not very easy to find."

He pursed his lips.

The road was empty at the moment.