disqualified hero

Nikaido Atsushi’s life is lacklustre. He lived in the slums when he was young. He gained a foothold here with his passable bartending skills. After many years of operation, he owned his own bar store. Like other bars, he sold some young men and women in the store. The little fan I like has a relationship with the mafia organization.

Now that he is nearly fifty years old, his heart has not only not become smaller, but has expanded even more. Hearing that there are gangs who have made a lot of money from human trafficking, he is also ready to make a move.These people lived in shacks, were as thin as skeletons, were in a daze, and no one looked for them after they disappeared.

The first batch of people only sold at a low price. The inspection officer said that they had been taking drugs for too long, and the toxins had infiltrated the internal organs. They were unqualified as coolies and human jerky. Only the eyes, horns, membranes and some organs were still useful.

Even so, in Ah Hou's eyes, it was an incredibly high price.

"Boss, boss." It's not that no one is afraid. It seems that the helpers in the warehouse are quite courageous. They have also participated in the distribution of powder. They have tried human kidnapping twice but retreated. "What if we are found out?" He said. Gudong swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, "Most of them have masters. What if our actions are discovered and the masters come to the door?" Isn't that just waiting for death?

The others didn't speak, and it seems that there are not a few people who have the same thoughts. The boss, Ah Hou, is not a man of great talent. Hearing his subordinates talking, he is unavoidably afraid, but most of them are angry. He thinks that his authority has been challenged. Wild, dare to question yourself.

Ge Teng stood against the wall, silently acting as a mural. He watched the unilateral reprimand turned into a dispute with cold eyes, and said, "As long as there is no ghost, who would know that someone is tied up by us?"

"Kudzu!" The boss seemed to see the savior.

"They all have bad identities." He said coldly, "Alcoholics, drug addicts, punks," he paused silently, and said the last word, "Young prostitutes, wandering the streets of the slums at night with these identities , It’s easy to cause accidents.” He said aggressively, “Aren’t there still a few unknown corpses that fell on the street the next morning?”

No one said anything.

"Yes, yes!" The boss's vocal cords were trembling, and his face was flushed. He couldn't tell whether it was excitement or anger, "The number of people we tied up was not many, and the work was done well. Even the surveillance video was replaced. What evidence is there? As long as there is no ghost..." Having said that, the knife flew towards the person with a "swish", "As long as there is no ghost, no one will find out."

He seemed to be shouting to the people present, but also seemed to be convincing himself.

Ge Teng stopped talking again, he stood in the corner like a plaster statue.

……

"I don't need your help, and I can figure out the problem." Nakaya tried to give Shuji Tsushima an uppercut, but was avoided flexibly by the opponent. Shuji Tsushima took off on the spot, and the backflip made him take a big step back , Zhongye's movements were not coherent, and he found an opportunity for the opponent. The two-stage kick approached, and his jaw was kicked squarely by the enemy.

"Ah, that's right." Shuji Tsushima said, "It's just a coincidence, and how do you know that what you figured out is the truth." He gave Nakahara a series of punches, and the two of them stared at the screen, fingers flying on the keyboard Click, it's a pity that Chuya Nakahara is the first to contact Nintendo. He may be quite talented in the game, but a beginner is not as good as Shuji Tsushima who has practiced for more than a few months.

"Gameover! Gameover!" He lost the round embarrassingly.

"A slug is a slug, it moves too slowly, and there is only one tendon in its brain." The winner taunted mercilessly, "I only know how to rush forward, so you will fail. The muscles of a mollusk are playing a game without strategy at all, which is probably the case with the brain cells of molluscs."

[What are you talking about, bastard, did you enjoy winning the beginner? ] Nakahara also stared at the screen, did not say this sentence, he is also very strong, if you lose, you lose, where can you find an excuse, he put down the Nintendo machine and said: "It's almost time, we are going to sneak into the bar .”

Shuji Tsushima said: "Don't be in a hurry, even if the actors didn't show up early, the show won't start." He paused and said, "What's more, according to my reasoning, this matter is far from over. It's just part of the story."

Zhong Yuan also sneered and said: "Then you go and play your reasoning game, don't pull me, as long as you find Xianghui Heita, it's none of my business, you play slowly by yourself, mackerel detective."

"Short-sighted, slug." Shuji Tsushima sighed, "You can't think about it, if the source is not eliminated, the children under the sheep will be in danger, and you will never know when they disappear again In order to prevent a tragic future, heroes will always plan ahead, but you can only see a little bit of what is in front of you, which really disappoints me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also ignored his provocation: "According to your logic, in order to ensure their safety, I should not only eliminate human trafficking incidents in the slums, but also eliminate all illegal crimes and make this place a peaceful paradise." He said He sneered and said, "Don't be stupid, I am not a fool who is overwhelmed by how much power I can do."

Shuji Tsushima looked at him with the miraculous eyes of an alien, and Chuya Nakahara asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," he said, "I just found out that you're not stupid."

"the stupid one is you!"

They played the game for a while, and the game console belonged to Shuji Tsushima. The two stayed in the blind corner of the building near the bar. The door of the bar could be seen from the nearest window, and the employees' exchanges were in their eyes.At three o'clock, the roller shutters on the first floor of the bar were pulled open, and it wasn't kudzu vines that came, but a tall and strong man with thick muscles and vague tattoos on his bulging arms. It was hot, but he was already wearing sleeveless.

"It should be a thug." Shuji Tsushima touched his chin, "It looks like a cannon fodder."

Zhong Yuanzhong also understood the meaning of cannon fodder, and he rarely agreed with the other party: "Human trafficking needs cannon fodder, and they may be responsible for one of them." He said, "It's almost time to go in."

"Well."

"Let's talk about it first, don't let me hold you back." He said fiercely, "If you hold back, I will beat you too." He doubted the intentions of the black-haired kid. Sabotage your own rescue operation.

"It's hard to say who is holding back who." Shuji Tsushima gave him a sideways glance, "Don't wait until something bad happens and ask for help miserably. Even if the slug pinches its nose and barks like a dog, I may not necessarily agree."

When the two get together, it's like they've been chatterboxed, and they have to fight for a few rounds.

……

Ge Teng is not on duty today.

The bartender has been replaced by a younger one. He is handsome, but has a frivolous look on his face. His face is as pale as paper, and his eyes are dark blue. His bartending skills are average, but he likes to tease men and women. He often comes to the bar The wandering young prostitutes don't like him because he will take advantage of him. There are rumors in the industry that he is dishonest and will add spices to his drinks.

Those who are more experienced will avoid him, and when they see this bartender, they will not come.

"I really don't understand why he hasn't been fired yet." Zhixia and his girlfriend complained, "His reputation is really bad."

"I heard that he has a lot of goods." Nunuzui, the female companion, "You know, it's that kind of goods. He is bold and willing to bring them, and the purity is high. Ge Teng is different. He is an honest uncle and never participates in young people. what people do."

"Oh, it turns out to be like this." Zhixia sniffed her nose, her facial features are very delicate, and she made such a cute gesture, "I like Uncle Ge Teng more, if everyone has the same principle as him, our business will also be good Do a lot." She said disgustedly, "They don't suck enough, they always hurt others."

"It can't be helped." The female companion said, "I don't want to think about where we are."

silence.

"Where's Xianghui? I haven't seen her for the past two days."

"Who knows, maybe I'm not feeling well."

"But I didn't see Heita either."

"They have always entered and exited together, and it's not like you don't know."

"That's right."

"Yes."

But Zhixia felt something was wrong. She and Xianghui were in the same business, but they had a good relationship. Under the heavy makeup, Zhixia had an almost pure face, full of worries about her friends: "I still feel something is wrong." She said, "Recently There are so many missing people, who knows if they have been taken away."

"Missing, it's just a child, I heard that those who are missing are all children aged six or seven or five or six."

"Your information is out of date. I heard that some young people are missing."

"It's really dangerous when you think about it."

"Then let's go to Xianghui's house at the end of the night. Zhixia, you know where she lives, right?"

"Then shall we bring condolences to the door?"

"What condolences, wine?"

The girls were chattering, and the voices of chatting came to Zhixia's ears. Those voices were not very transparent, and they came to her ears, as if separated by a layer of membrane, getting farther and farther away, her pupils dilated, Taking a few breaths, I can almost hear the sound of my heart’s continuous erection. The strange lights of the bar are projected on the pupils, and the lights spread out, like the candles and silver flowers in the nightless sky. The lines spread out and become silk threads, one by one, Refract outward.

[strangeness. ] She cried out in her heart.

[Strange, what happened to my body. ] She thought in a trance, [I can't feel it anymore, my hearing, my smell, my touch, my vision, are they covered with a layer of cloth, I really want to talk, hello, hello, someone can hear you my voice? ]

She finally came to a vague conclusion: [I was drugged. ]

The body was held in his arms by others, and the young man's breath wrapped around her neck like a cold poisonous snake: "Miss, I like you very much, shall we talk later?"

[No, you can't. ]

[Don't let him take me, please. ]

The young female companions didn't realize the problem, they just glanced in Zhixia's direction, and left a few words of envy: "That's great, she has found a business."

"If you want me to say that Zhixia might as well not wear makeup, then the business will be better. She looks so cute."

"Okay, okay, stop chatting, go to work quickly, didn't you say that you are going to see Xianghui, a few people always have to collect a visit gift, and you need money, since you need money, move quickly."

No one noticed Zhixia's desperate eyes calling for help, except for the two who were hiding on the beam.

She was dragged with undoubted strength, gradually away from the crowd, to a secluded corner, the girl's perception was no longer able to identify the direction for herself, she struggled hard with fear, but the strength she really exerted was too small, her His legs and feet twitched, like a deer caught by a hunter.

[Save me, save me, who will save me. ]

……

The woman and the thin young man were stunned, and the strong man dragged them to a hidden basement with a groan, and then packed them in a black leather bag from head to tail, swallowing them whole, as if they were packing a cargo .

They kidnapped three people in one night, two men and one woman. In addition to the kidnappers, the owner of the bar was also present. He doesn't come to the store often, but today is the delivery day. Ten people make a batch of goods. , he has to send it to the buyer.What few people know is that this bar has not only the first basement and the second basement, but also the third floor. Mafia gangs would borrow places from them to store items. The boss was obsessed with ghosts and loved money very much, so he agreed to their request and dug the third floor.

He got the advice of Ken Ge Teng, and made small modifications to the third floor, separated the small room with iron fences, and put anti-noise sponge on the wall. There were not many people in the house in the clear sky, and even if someone could not hear the fragile roar, the hostages were clear. There are only customers in the bar in the middle of the night. They keep their voices in good condition and wait until night to call out loudly.It's a pity that the volume of the DJ is always turned up to the highest level at night. Even if the young people in the bar want to hear what the people around them are saying, they have to shout loudly. In addition, the smoke is everywhere, and the alcohol is even more confusing. , where is the distraction to the poor seeker?

Xianghui sat against the corner of the wall, quietly, she was still wearing the clothes from the day before yesterday, covered with dry mud spots, and there was mud in her hair, but she was too lazy to comb it, and she didn't even want to use her fingers to pull it out. What's the use? What's the use of skimming off the dirt?

The beloved red dress is no longer as bright as before. In fact, its color has not been bright for a long time. No matter how beautiful the color is, after the baptism of clear water day after day, year after year, it will definitely turn old and white. This is the case with her red dress. When she first saw it, the fabric was like flowing blood, and the bright golden sun spots fell on the blood-red fabric. When she looked at the red dress, she seemed to see azaleas blooming all over the mountains and plains.

"I heard that Xiao Xianghui wants a skirt." Chunqin was lying on the bed, her body was very weak, her life was flickering like a candle, and a slightly stronger wind could extinguish the last flame, "This skirt I asked someone to cut it before, and I haven’t worn it once. You can’t wear it now, and you are not tall enough, but as long as you wait two more years, it will definitely fit.” She said, “I leave this skirt to you. Hope you like it."

[Sister Chunqin is a very good person. Even if she died, she never took anything away. The beautiful clothes are distributed to the girls, the little girls get hair ties, and the boys have candies. Maybe I have been a little follower for a long time, she It was even better for me, leaving behind a beautiful skirt. I guess it was not worn by Sister Chunqin herself, but deliberately made for me. ]

She understands Chunqin, even if she stays in the slums, she looks like a troubled young lady from the Wu family. She prefers plain colors and dresses like a slim water lotus. She also has excellent makeup skills. She never wears heavy makeup like other people. Her temperament and temperament make her a hundred times better than the street warblers, so Sister Chunqin's business is the best, so her peers discredit her and exclude her.

When Xianghui saw her for the first time, she was still young. She was a vicious wolf cub who could bite off the ears of adults when she went crazy. She had a natural wild instinct and could judge good and evil in people. Soothe her, those eyes are like a lotus pond with blue waves.

Before her birthday, she asked Xianghui cryptically, "What color dress do you like the most?"

"Red." She replied without hesitation, "It should be like a flaming flame, flowing blood, a red full of vitality."

Chunqin smiled and said, "Oh, it's really a color that Xiao Xianghui would like."

She really liked that dress and regarded it as a treasure. From the day she started working, she carefully took the dress out of the gift box. Anyone who tried to tear her dress would face merciless revenge. It still has wolf nature, and this ferocious temperament will not diminish with age.

She treasures her red dress very much.

It is different now, at night, there is a faint sound of music upstairs, Pingtai has not eaten for two days, and can only drink water to continue his life, his person and body are very weak, but he still has a hoarse voice Call for help, those other people, unless they give up the desire to win, mostly do useless work with him.

[Useless. ] Xianghui didn't speak, she was rubbing her hands and feet to gain weak heat. It was very hot in June, but the third underground floor was very cold. After squatting for an hour, the body will be icy cold, let alone two days.

She has her own mind.

[If you have the time to shout, it is better to accumulate more strength. ] Her expression was indifferent, but her eyes flickered fiercely, [Only if you save enough strength can you escape, and yelling will only waste your energy. ] She thought of the missing bracelet again, [I don’t know if anyone will find that bracelet, if there is, I hope it was found by Zhong Ye, according to his character, it is impossible to ignore us, I just hope to use It guesses where we're stuck. ]

She despises herself. Xianghui doesn't like to owe favors to others, especially the ones owed to Zhongye of Zhongyuan. Xianghui was there the day Zhongyuan Zhongyuan was raised by herself, and she has hated him ever since.

There is also an element of jealousy in it.

[How ridiculous. ] She buried her head in her knees, [I obviously hate Nakahara Chuya the most, longing to be separated from the sheep, eager to be independent, but when I was kidnapped, I could only rely on him to rescue me, it’s really embarrassing to think like this, it’s so embarrassing, I What's the point of being indifferent to him before? ]

[Simply, just like a laughingstock. ]

She let herself feel sorry for herself for 2 minutes. No one expected that in this short 2 minutes, things changed drastically. There was only a "bang" and a loud noise from above her head. The chandelier flickered.

"Boom—" the second sound.

There was a hole in the ceiling.

"Hello! Xianghui! Pingtai!" She heard a familiar voice, and she bared her teeth and claws, full of vitality. eyes, and his anxious expression.

"Hey--"

Xianghui took a deep breath and shouted, "Hey! I'm here! Zhongya!"

"My wife and I are fine, don't worry!"

[In the end, he was saved by Chuya. ]

……

"what the hell."

Shuji Tsushima was squatting outside the bar, witnessing the collapse of the shabby room. Nakahara was also like a tireless monster. After discovering the missing person, he no longer held back his temper, and violently smashed his fist on the floor. Suddenly a big hole opened, and those who were dizzy from drinking alcohol were also awakened by the roar. They only felt that their feet were shaking, thinking it was an earthquake, and ran wildly. The people in the slums have not received good shelter. education, and their huts are not earthquake-proof, fleeing is the only way to face natural disasters.

Shuji Tsushima watched coldly, at the fleeing people, at their dropped high-heeled shoes, at their ugly appearance crowded at the narrow gate.

The man maintaining order and the owner of the bar both noticed the movement he made. They froze for a moment, then ran wildly in the direction of Zhongya Zhongya in the Central Plains. Can shout: "Quickly stop him!"

The big man who rushed to stop him was hit directly between the eyebrows by his head-on blow, his body flew out, and hit the wall heavily, causing the not-so-strong building to sway again.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also on the verge of rage. He broke through the third underground floor and jumped directly from the collapsed place. Without any effort, the indestructible cage was destroyed by him. Shuji Tsushima looked at him coldly: "It's a beast."

No more than a sane beast at best.

Of course the bar owner couldn't escape. He wanted to escape, but was shot through the calf by Shuji Tsushima. Precisely broken, even if it is connected, there will be sequelae in the future.

He doesn't have special senses for good guys and bad guys, it's just that people like the bar owner are too boring, as trivial as an ant, who would consider the other's mood when he trampled an ant to death?

"Are you all right?" Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled the man out and asked Xianghui and Pingtai. The latter was almost grateful to the leader of the sheep. He said several times in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, thank you."

Xianghui took a deep breath, bit her lips and said, "Thank you, Zhongye."

"Thank you for saving me."

"I will find a way to repay you in the future."

"No, no need." Faced with such a serious thank you, and it was said from the girl's mouth, Zhong Yuan Zhong was also at a loss, "No need, I didn't come to save you to ask you to repay me, this is what I should do, You and Pingtai are fine as long as you are not injured." He turned back to Pingtai and said, "Hey, aren't you a man? If so, protect her and don't let her fall into crisis again." He was obviously a child, but He was full of macho words, as if he was taking all the responsibilities on his shoulders. Xianghui frowned when she heard his words, but she didn't say anything considering that the other party had just saved her, but Pingtai was honored On the side of the mission, even his face was flushed.

"Yes, yes, I will."

Pingtai's nod broke Xianghui's tight nerves. She has always had a bad temper and never acknowledged the weakness of women. She is not ashamed of her work, so at least let her support herself in the slums , instead of becoming a shameless dog who needs to be supported by others.

"Do you think you can take on anything?" She lowered her voice and said to Zhongya Zhongyuan, "Do you think those people are your responsibility, can you always protect the sheep and everyone?"

"What?" Zhongyuan Zhong also never expected that he would be blamed for saving someone. His expression froze, and he was almost at a loss.

"I'm not blaming you." Xianghui pulled her hair again, now she looks like a crazy woman, "I mean, I am very grateful to you for saving me, but this matter is not your responsibility , you don’t need to protect me and support me at all, I have to support myself in order to survive in the slums.”

"Do you understand? What I mean is that Chunqin must have thought the same way. She brought you to the sheep to help you, not to restrain you. You are very powerful, and you don't need to find so many hind legs for yourself." Xianghui said categorically, "I want to quit the sheep. I will never forget the kindness you helped me today. Whenever you need it, you can come to me at any time. I will help you even if I live with you. so."

She walked away without a dash.

Pingtai looked at the back of her leaving, whether he was chasing her or not, he was like a naive big dog, usually lacking in viciousness, but when protecting the girl he liked, he would show strength, he thought for a while and said to Zhong Yuan Zhong also bowed deeply and said: "I am the same, quit the sheep, I will repay this kindness."

"Thank you for your care over the years, Chief."

He is gone too.

"Ah?" Zhongyuan Zhong also stood alone in the pothole, like an abandoned puppy. He didn't expect such a development. They were clearly here to save people, but both of them withdrew from the sheep, and he didn't Feeling so lost, he knew that Xianghui's departure was for his own good, but he was very confused about this matter, and he didn't react for a while.

"Oh." Shuji Tsushima said with an annoying voice, "Are you abandoned, slug-kun? I also said that not everyone can feel at ease staying with monsters." Obviously able to guess what the two were thinking, but he wanted to misinterpret it. Nakahara couldn't bear to listen to his nonsense, so he waved towards Shuji Tsushima, but was jumped to avoid it.

"Go," he said.

[Anyway, the missing person has been found, so there is nothing to do with him, right? ]

……

The melodious sound of the flute floats in the night sky.

[Um? ] Shuji Tsushima raised his head, [What's the voice? ]

He tried to distinguish the direction of the flute sound, but found nothing. It came from all directions and enveloped him. The night wind was the messenger of the sound, spreading the notes to every corner. None of these surprised Shuji Tsushima. He was wondering why the music seemed to be playing in his ears.

"Hello," he said, "Mr. Slug, did you hear something?"

Zhong Yuanzhong did not answer either.

[strangeness. ]

Shuji Tsushima turned his head, still with a mask-like smile on his face, but the words on his mouth became more and more sharp. It was the words that Nakahara Chuya would definitely punch him several times after hearing it: "Little dwarf, didn't you hear the sound of the flute?" , Where did the sound come from?"

Still no answer.

Not only did he not reply, he also turned around abruptly and went in a certain direction. Shuji Tsushima looked carefully, only to find that his eyes were blank, turned into a puppet with disconnected lines, and his thoughts were erased.

He didn't speak, just walked with Nakahara Nakaya, and as he walked, Shuji Tsushima saw a wonderful scene-there were more and more children on the road.

They stood in a straight line, staggering towards an unknown destination.

Go, go, go, go.

[Is this the truth about the missing child case? ] Shuji Tsushima thought, [Different abilities?The reason for finding so many children? ]

too weird.

"Hello! Amu!" The young man's voice broke the silence of the night. Shuji Tsushima raised his head and found that not all the children came alone. There was a child who was walking staggeringly, but a man followed him behind him. The man was awake, and was very puzzled by the scene in front of him. He rushed into the long square formation, grabbed the child who was still about to move forward, and said, "Are you sleepwalking, come back with me quickly?" The man Looking at the picture in front of him, he was very disturbed. Of course he knew there was a problem, but he had to take his child back.

[This kind of supernatural ability should have a defense mechanism. ] Shuji Tsushima thought, [There must be a reason why it has not been known to everyone even though it is so powerful. ] He thought, [Maybe, all the irrelevant people who saw it were silenced. ]

Almost at the same time, those children who were walking forward suddenly stopped. They were like wind-up robots. Everyone was horrified, and the young man was also frightened. He even trembled with the hand holding the child. The next second, the neatly lined up children rushed towards him like a swarm of locusts.

[Um? ] Shuji Tsushima's movements were not slow, he observed and imitated the movements of the people around him, but what he didn't expect was that Nakahara Chuya's supernatural ability was also activated.

He manipulated supernatural powers in a disorderly way, and the soaring power has formed a vortex visible to the naked eye, rising, leading to the sky, some children were involved by his supernatural powers, encountered natural disasters, and were deeply trapped in the vortex. Ah, the man who just shivered, he was already frightened, countless stones were manipulated by gravity, and they rushed towards his body, and his internal organs were thrown there. Everything happened between lightning and flint. People know how to get to this point, even Shuji Tsushima can only find a slightly safer corner to hide, and also to prevent himself from being blown away by the whirlwind.

Danger!Danger!

"Oh." In the natural disaster-level hurricane, Shuji Tsushima heard a human voice. The voice was so relaxed, as if he didn't see the disaster in front of him. He was down-to-earth, and he was not in danger of being blown over. The important thing is that this voice is so familiar, so familiar that it is often heard, it rang in his ears yesterday, the day before yesterday, and every day.

"What a magnificent sight, Shuzhi-kun."

[Okay, now I understand who is here. ] Shuji Tsushima raised his head, his expression was indifferent, there was Chuya Nakahara between Dazai Osamu and him, but let alone he was embarrassed, not even a single strand of hair, not even the hem of a black windbreaker was blown over, quite Compared with his calmness, Shuji Tsushima was really in a mess.

[gap. ]

At this moment, he felt the gap between the two like a moat, and this gap was not only caused by age, but also by different abilities.

"How does it feel to be away from me for so long, Mr. Xiu Zhi?" He said, "Did you find out who is the leader of the disappearance case? Did you find any fun? Did you see someone interesting again?"

"The interesting person didn't see it." He also tried to make himself look relaxed, "The interesting slug met one."

"But he set off a hurricane, and you see, it's full of destructive power to the level of natural disasters, and it's almost impossible for humans to do it." He said softly, "Like a god, isn't it."

Dazai Osamu said: "There are no gods in the world, Shuji-kun." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to touch the hurricane and the person in the eye of the wind, so Tsushima Shuji saw a miraculous moment.

The black and red storm, the rocks flying up and down in the air, and the wind that whipped up trees and tall buildings, all turned into nothingness at the moment Dazai Osamu touched it. The wipe was gone without even giving time to buffer.

Disappeared, disappeared, all power returned to nothing.

The orange-haired child fell from the sky and landed lightly in Dazai Osamu's arms. The gesture of him holding Chuya Nakahara was not to say affectionate, but full of the tolerance of an adult. As for the look in his eyes when he looked at the child——

"Heh." Shuji Tsushima heard a pleasant chuckle.

"It's very interesting, Xiuzhi-kun." Osamu Dazai was smiling. How should he describe his smile?Shuji Tsushima tried to interpret his eyes. He is definitely interested in Mr. Slug. He is interested in it positively. At the same time, Osamu Dazai still seems to like him and admire him a lot, and he is almost satisfied hiding in his face. Shuji Tsushima's expression was something Shuji Tsushima had never seen before.

[When he saw me, he was only distressed, never satisfied. ]

[Because I can't grow according to his vision?Is it because my nature is evil?Is it because I look down on the ants?Is it because I have no desire to protect? ]

[Because of you, do you not recognize me? ]

"That's right." Shuji Tsushima heard his own chuckle, "It's very interesting, sir."