Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

Four full days have passed since the accident that affected the entire Yokohama.

In the past four days, the results of the follow-up to the accident have come out one after another-that night Zhongyuan Zhong also defeated the culprit's "dragon" on the spot. The two of Zhisuke joined hands and once again bestowed eternal tranquility on that manic and sad soul.This time, even Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's skull was crushed abruptly by the white tiger boy.

As for the few hours when the fog was filled, although the people from all walks of life responded in a timely manner and evacuated and evacuated the people as quickly as possible-but still hundreds of people accidentally died in the hands of their own supernatural avatars, and the injured people were even worse. He was rushed to major hospitals in surrounding cities for medical treatment.Issues such as loss of public property and follow-up compensation are also headaches for officials.

These are things that cannot be helped. After all, in the era of rampant supernatural powers, the level of danger in society has risen sharply, and behind every accident, there are more or less innocent sacrifices.

After all, everything has a good side and a bad side. Since the world has chosen the direction of the popularization of superpowers, it must bear the negative impact it brings.

To be honest, Shibukawa Yao at this moment also feels that he is full of negative influences.

The faucet was turned on, and the clear water fell into the white sink. Panting, she bent down and rested on the edge of the sink. The girl raised her head and saw that the eyes of the person in the mirror were bloodshot .

Damn it...felt sick and sick...

Is the effect of Laoshizi's rich woman sequelae too strong?

At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by Dazai Osamu's voice: "Yao-chan, are you okay? I just came back to pick up something, but Uncle Mu said that you seem to be feeling a bit uncomfortable?"

Shibukawa Yo was stunned for a moment, wiped the clear water from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and replied, "I'm fine."

Having said that, her hair color has turned gray a little bit, and her pupils have also turned into dark golden witcher vertical pupils.

Only by maintaining the [absolute calmness] mood of a demon hunter can she temporarily resolve the weird feeling that she is about to vomit.

She looked at herself in the mirror again, stretched out the fingers of her left hand, and cast an Axii seal on herself.

——Hypnotize yourself, convince yourself.

"I'm in super good health, I can sleep with ten handsome men in one night." She whispered.

The white triangular seal emitted a faint light, and this sentence of his was nailed in his mind like a spell, and it never dissipated for a long time.

...the effect is surprisingly good.

Dazai Osamu, who was waiting anxiously at the door, thinking whether to pick the lock and break in, suddenly saw the door open in front of him, and Shibukawa Yao, who had just washed his face, appeared with an incomparably normal expression.

"Dazai, did you bring anything?"

"...The phone was not fully charged last night, and there was no power bank in the car, so I wanted to come back and get it." Dazai replied casually, and at the same time carefully observed all the subtle changes in the other person's expression. Yes, your eyes..."

"Last night, I had insomnia and didn't sleep well." Shibukawa Yo knew that he was talking about the bloodshot eyes in her eyes, after all, she temporarily canceled the appearance of a demon hunter at this time.

"I told you to drink less coffee." Osamu Dazai smiled and stretched out his arms to hug her and kissed her twice, skillfully and naturally as if he had done this countless times.

"There's so much nonsense." Feeling the familiar body temperature and embrace, Shibukawa Yao moaned contentedly, and he didn't feel so anxious for a while, "Bring me your phone, and I'll charge it for you."

"Yao-chan, you are so kind!"

"Isn't that why you came back here?"

"hey-hey."

Electromagnetic ability is cool in modern society.

As long as you control the amount and intensity of the discharge, you can fully charge a mobile phone in the blink of an eye—by the way, Shibukawa Yao blew up his hacker mobile phone at least a hundred times when he practiced this skill. Fortunately, this mobile phone has " "Permanent use" effect, once damaged, it will automatically return to her in a few minutes.

Otherwise it is really a loss.

After charging the battery, Osamu Dazai asked her again if she felt any discomfort, and after getting the assurance of "No problem!", he went out to work without hesitation.

However, Yoshikawa Shibukawa suspected that this dog man just wanted to take the opportunity to skip work justifiably.

She invited her aunt to eat at Yayuan today, so she won't come back to the manor for lunch at noon.

When I arrived at Yawara using the "fast travel" function, it was only a little after ten o'clock in the morning when I arrived at Fujiwara's house. At this time, my uncle was at work, Natsume's cousin was also at school, and my aunt went shopping again... Shibukawa Yao simply Lying on the tatami of her uncle's house and playing with her mobile phone, the chubby cat teacher lay next to her and gnawed on freshly baked handmade snacks. The atmosphere was very warm and harmonious.

While the girl was playing with her mobile phone, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

In Tokyo, the development of the game studio is in full swing, and Kiyomitsu in California loves work and works diligently as if he has found the meaning of life.So far, although the studio has also suffered malicious suppression from business opponents several times, it has survived with the concerted efforts of everyone.In addition, there is still a lot of "house maintenance funds" sponsored by Mr. Fitzgerald lying in her account, so don't panic if you have money in your hand.

Therefore, their plan for the second half of the year is to open all five scripts in Europe, plus send a new expedition team to North America for investigation.

Perhaps the story of the next script will be about that new continent.

Two days ago, Boshang Tuowu called her, and the other party happily said on the phone that the results of this year's national postgraduate entrance examination have been released, and her brother got his wish to be admitted to Dongda University.Moreover, his legs and feet are recovering well now, and he no longer needs the support of crutches for daily walking, and can walk like a normal person.

Shibukawa Yao first congratulated the other brother's brother, and then cared about this brat's academic problems.

"Takumu, you're going to take the college entrance examination next year, right?"

"Uh... yes."

"Have you thought about where to take the exam? Be your brother's apprentice?"

"How can I get into the University of Tokyo with my grades..."

Although his academic performance is mediocre and can only be regarded as a medium level, the boy still replied with a bitter face that he would try his best.

However, Shibukawa Yao does not think that grades can completely determine a person's life. For Hiroshi Takumu, his patient care for his relatives and his emotional intelligence have far surpassed many of his peers.

"Come on, Takumu, a wonderful life awaits you and your brother." She encouraged sincerely.

"Yeah! Miss Shibukawa, you too!"

The boy who hung up the phone watched the "hands-free" button on the screen dim, and then turned his head to look at his brother who was standing by the window pretending to be looking at the scenery. alright.

…………

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At noon, the girl had a fresh and hearty meal with her aunt at Fujiwara's house.Although Yao Shibukawa still felt inexplicably nauseous during the banquet, she concealed the strange feeling well, and continued to chat and laugh happily with her elders, pretending to be silly and cute.Only Mr. Cat, who was squatting on the floor and eating shrimp, looked up at her suspiciously.

After eating, Shibukawa Yao was about to bid farewell to his aunt and go back to rest, when the cat teacher suddenly jumped onto her shoulder, Shibukawa Yao felt the weight of a pig on his fragile and helpless shoulders.

She is still a baby, and she should not bear the unbearable weight of life.

"Hey, idiot Shibukawa." The cat's fat tail flicked slightly, and the white hair rubbed Yao Shibukawa's neck itchy.

Shibukawa Yao's eyeballs rolled, and his sense of knowledge opened up to confirm that there was no third pair of ears around before he spoke: "What's the matter, Madara-sama."

"Have you been to the hospital for a check-up recently?"

"What?" Shibukawa Yao was very puzzled, "I have nothing wrong with my body, I'm super brave."

Cat teacher:……

Caught off guard, it flicked its tail on Shibukawa Yao's face, and the latter was beaten dizzily with an "Ah!".

"Fool!"

The cat jumped off the ground and yelled at her furiously, "Go check it out! It's the first time I've used this trick in so many years... Anyway, go to the hospital!"

Hey, just go, why are you so hot.

Shibukawa Yao grieved and walked away clutching his forehead that was twitched by the tail.

However, Teacher Cat didn't want to explain the reason to this stupid human being, because it was not sure whether it had heard wrongly during the dinner.

But Yao Shichuan thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt lingering fears. Could it be that the trash Du Niang recommended the Putian hospital all day long to harm her, and seeing the rare and serious attitude of Teacher Mao, did she have a terminal illness? !

Thinking like this, the girl hurried back to her own study in the manor, took out a pen and paper, and began No. 30's seven revisions of the suicide note locked in the safe.

She used to write a suicide note and store it in a reliable and credible place before doing something dangerous. Now that she has her own manor, it is naturally placed in a safe—although she deeply doubts that Osamu Dazai will sometimes pry open the safe. Look at the content of the suicide note inside, and then seal it back without making a sound, it will torture her to death that night.

The revision of the suicide note this time is not much different from the previous versions. Anyway, the property has been divided long ago: give Qingguang what should be given to Qingguang, give him what should be given to Dazai, and leave it to Xiaojiu and Yunshen's manor. They donate what should be donated back to the society... What Shibukawa Yono can do now is to update his legacy data.

No way, although the game studio can't say that it is making a lot of money every day, it is still safe to make money every once in a while.

After finally writing the latest version of the suicide note, Shibukawa Yao felt relieved, picked up the phone and found that Lin Qiaomei had just made two calls to herself, but she didn't answer for a while because of the silent mode.

Shibukawa Yao hurriedly called back, and the answer was answered quickly.

It turned out that the news brought by my best friend was not a big deal, but it was time to invite their family to Hakata for the annual Hakata festival "Yamakasa Matsuri".

Shibukawa Yoshi, who thought he was going to die soon, hesitated for a few seconds, but first verbally agreed.

The full name of this festival is: "Hakata Gion Yamakasa Festival", which has a history of more than 700 years.At this time of year, tourists from all over the country and even the world will gather to watch the festival. This year’s Baba Zenji will carry the sedan chair as in previous years, commonly known as “chasing mountain hats”.It is said that the scene was particularly grand. Countless macho men wore cloth strips on their heads, wore short-sleeved yukata jackets and loincloths, exposing their muscular bodies. They were loud and shouting in unison, carrying sedan chairs carrying god statues, running through the streets of Hakata city. alley.

"By the way, will our elder brother participate in the 'Chasing Yamakasa' event?" Shibukawa Yao asked.

Lin Qiaomei on the other end of the phone imagined that her weak and beautiful elder brother was wearing that kind of macho costume, and she wanted to apply oil to her biceps and chest muscles... she was so scared that "error404" and the like appeared in her brain Error warning.

"He doesn't participate." Lin Qiaomei said honestly, "He said that at most he would help take pictures and then go back and apply a mask. I heard from Mr. Bachang that he goes to bed at 11 o'clock every night and sleeps for 8 hours a day. Sleep Before bed, he must drink a glass of warm milk, then do soft exercises for 20 minutes, go to bed, and fall asleep immediately. Once he wakes up until dawn, he will never leave fatigue and stress until the next day—to be honest, everyone thinks that his brother is not Very normal."

Shibukawa Yao: "...Okay, as expected of Lin Lin."

"Okay, as expected of Lin Lin." My best friend immediately chose to repeat this sentence.

Then both of them laughed.

They chatted on the phone for almost an hour, and it was not until Shibukawa Yao said that she was a little sleepy at noon that she ended the call.

Just as he changed into his pajamas and was about to lie down and go to the hospital for a check-up in the afternoon, Uncle Mu brought new news that a guest would visit tomorrow.

"Mr. Nitta is planning to come to Yokohama for a business trip this time. It is said that he followed their team leader to discuss business with a small organization under the Yokohama Port Mafia, and brought the child Xiao Hina over by the way. So he called in advance to ask Can you keep Xiao Chi at our house for a few days, and play with Dou Zi by the way..."

"Yes! Of course! My house is so big, it's okay to sleep directly after playing!"

After asking Uncle Mu to tidy up one or two guest rooms, Yoshikawa lay on the bed and thought about it, thinking that there was probably no cure for his terminal illness, because even the power panel of [Infinity Compass] thought that she would be sick at this time. "Very healthy", the kind that can't even be cured by voluntary burning of psionic energy... What a ghost of health!Brother Luopan, can you do it? !

It's over, it's over, it's hopeless, just wait for death.

However, in a daze, she still couldn't resist the onslaught of sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, it was almost dusk outside, her fluffy black hair was pressed by her elbow, and the sound of long breathing and steady heartbeat from another person was close at hand.

Ruined.Shibukawa Yoshi, who was taking a nap in her husband's arms in a messy sleeping position, thought in shock.She didn't even notice the approach of others in her sleep!

It's never been like this before!

——I really am sick!

Having said that, shouldn't it be time to discuss the actual possibility of dying for love with Dazai?

In the dimly lit room, only a little soft light came through the cracks in the curtains.Shibukawa Yao stared at the handsome face that was so handsome that only the face was left to be seen, and found that he had changed too much from the first time he met.

——It's as if the ship that once sailed in the wind and waves and couldn't find the end can finally be anchored in a reliable harbor, so peace of mind and gentleness.

So she... She still couldn't bear it.

Shibukawa Yoshi reached out and touched Osamu Dazai's cheek, moved his head and kissed the brow and eyes of Dazai who was not fully awake, and whispered: "I love you so much."

"Hmm..." Dazai, who was actually not a deep sleeper, opened his eyes lazily after hearing those words, "Although I am very happy to be confessed by you, Yao-chan, I still want to sleep a little longer."

"No, why are you here?" Shibukawa Yao finally realized the problem, "Shouldn't you be at work?"

The black-haired man mumbled an explanation that no one could understand. In fact, only he himself knew the real reason.

——He was still worried about his wife who was not in good condition these days.

However, Shibukawa Yao realized the other party's true thoughts after thinking for a few seconds, but she didn't say anything, but silently hugged the man's neck tightly, and buried herself in the other party's arms.

"If you really want to sleep, I'll sleep with you for a while."

Osamu Dazai was silent for a few seconds, then sat up suddenly, startled, "Don't sleep anymore!"

"what?"

"Now is a good time to appreciate the sunset! Yao-chan, don't sleep, wake up!"

After saying something, Osamu Dazai immediately jumped up from the bed.He didn't even bother to wear slippers, he stepped barefoot on the warm and cool wooden floor, and ran to open the floor-to-ceiling curtains, revealing the endless sea outside and the sunset as red as a duck's egg.

Shibukawa Yo looked helplessly at the back of him busy carrying the chair, and laughed out loud.

"What's so funny?" Dazai walked back to the bed after arranging the chair, looked down at her condescendingly, and put on a look of charity: "Do you want me to carry you there?"

"Yes." Shibukawa Yao said following the other party's wishes.

The black-haired man squinted his eyes and put his hands on his hips proudly: "Please."

"Please, hug me." Yoshikawa paused, "I'm too lazy to walk."

"Okay, okay, since Yao-chan, you begged me so much..."

So the two of them sat leisurely by the floor-to-ceiling windows of their bedroom, admiring the sea view and sunset.

"Speaking of which, Yao-chan, I have always wanted to ask you a question."

"Oh? There are still problems in the world that can stump you Dazai Osamu?" Shibukawa Yo deliberately widened his eyes and pretended to be surprised, "It's too scary!"

Dazai: "..."

"Hey, I'm not a god, so of course I have doubts." He scratched his fluffy black hair with his bandage-wrapped hands, and asked in a tone that seemed to be joking but also serious , "I found out that since we dated, you, Yao-chan, have never beaten me! Why?"

Yoshikawa:? ? ?

Shibukawa Yo: "Are you shaking M?"

"Eh? No! I just thought of this question suddenly today, and I can't help but want to ask it! She is so cute, even if this situation really exists, I must be S, not M!"

Cuteness has nothing to do with shaking S, okay? Which "cute shaking S" have you seen?

Shibukawa Yoshi wanted to complain, but in the end she just smiled and shook her head, ignoring the point, "It's very simple, because I am against domestic violence—whether it's in a relationship, or after marriage, whether it's a man beating Women, or women beating men, these are the behaviors I am opposed to. If you have any problems, you can talk to them and solve them. If it doesn’t work, isn’t there still police uncles and divorce procedures.”

This time it was Osamu Dazai's turn to think.

"Dazai, what happened to you today?" Shibukawa Yoshi asked suspiciously, "Have you encountered any cases of domestic violence?"

"That's not true." Dazai replied, "I just went... to meet our mutual old friend—the one in prison."

"Ah, it's a Russian. How is he doing now?"

"Oh, that's really hard to describe."

Osamu Dazai recalled the weak Russian in prison uniform he saw this morning. However, compared with the previous temperament that was inherently troublesome and unscrupulous, Dostoevsky today is more like a A veteran party member who has experienced many years in the revolutionary ranks.

Although his speech and demeanor are still so soft and gentle, but his thoughts have become mature and calm, more calm, and he doesn't mind letting outsiders know his red heart.

"Ah...it's Comrade Dazai, it's rare that you can visit me at this time, thank you very much."

"Have you encountered any difficulties? How could it be? Now all the tempering is the night before dawn. The person who lights the lamp will never be afraid of the flame. What's more, I believe this is the test given to me by the teacher. Please go back and tell that Even in prison, I will not disappoint her expectations."

"Why did I tell you this? Otherwise? Tell you about Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's utterly failed plan? Or talk about the various plans to destroy the Armed Detective Agency? Don't be joking, Comrade Dazai, I have repented now! "

"After more than 20 years of mediocrity, my life has no meaning...I have not left any commendable gifts, inheritance or beliefs to the people. I only have personal narrow prejudices in my heart, and I even count on relying on ghosts and snakes. To realize a dream with the creation of my own. Now that I think about it, I was so stupid.”

"Obviously the real power is buried under our feet, buried in the hearts of those people who have suffered so much - but I am delusional to use the 'book' to change all this! It's ridiculous!"

"The new world I want to create... Only the power of the people is the most solid and unbreakable, Comrade Dazai."

To be honest, after listening to the above speech, Dazai Osamu's face was numb, and it was impossible to describe his inner feelings at that time in words.

—— Yao-chan, what kind of monster did you release!

With such doubts in mind, we had the Q&A session just now in my bedroom.

After listening to the report from her husband, Shibukawa Yao also became blank for a moment, and then reacted and smiled: "So, you also want to join the revolutionary team?"

Osamu Dazai imagined the scene a little bit, and he and the group of Russians call themselves brothers and sisters, one mouthful of "Davarish", singing communism is good, and jointly throwing their heads and blood in order to overthrow the decadent capitalist world... Forget it Well, he is a mediocre person, he only wants to fish and help others, so that after work, he can have his wife and children on the bed, without disturbing the noble and great revolutionary cause of everyone.

"No, I can't do this job."

So his categorical refusal caused Shibukawa Yoshi to burst into a heartless laugh.

The two exchanged some funny jokes with each other again, until Shibukawa Yao asked him to go to the hospital with him to see a doctor.

Osamu Dazai blinked his kite-colored eyes, and after listening to her description and uneasy mood, he suddenly asked: "Actually, Yao-chan, have you ever thought about it—you're not actually sick, otherwise your abilities wouldn't be checked. Come out. And I remember...you don't seem to have your period this month, right?"

"Eh?...Eh! Is that so! I've been too busy recently!"

"Well, that's right."

The hospital examination that night confirmed this.

Just like what Dazai said, Mr. Cat at noon today did not perceive anything wrong.

"Congratulations, both of you, it's been a month." That's what the doctor said after reading the report.

——Fortunately, it’s not terminally ill!

——It turns out that there is a little milk cat!

Shibukawa Yao breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed.On the other hand, Osamu Dazai smiled calmly as if he had seen the result long ago, but he couldn't help but secretly clenched her hand with trembling fingers, refusing to let go no matter what.

Congrats, congratulations.

Then, for Shibukawa Yao and her family's cute life, a new life story chapter is about to begin.

That may be another story of lively sand sculptures and headaches.

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