Incorrect usage guidelines for the magic perimeter

"Dang bang."

Shibukawa Yao, who was sitting on the balcony blowing the air, turned around following the sound, and found that Sakunosuke Oda had come here with two bottles of cold beer after taking a shower, and knocked on the metal armrest of the wheelchair behind her with one of them.

"Would you like to come?"

Having said that, the beer was brought in front of her, and the girl could only thank the other party for her kindness.

"What brand is this..."

"[Galaxy Plateau], a gift from a pen pal in Iwate Prefecture. It is said to be a famous local beer brand there." Odasaku took a small bench and sat next to her wheelchair, unscrewing a bottle on his own , "The craftsmanship seems to be learned from Germany, and the brewing process is also very sophisticated. Only malt, hops and water are used... The taste is not bad, you will know after a taste."

Holding the remaining bottle of beer, Shibukawa Yao blinked and exclaimed: "Mr. Oda's pen friendship is great! He will send you a gift!"

"I thought this was a common thing for a family?" Odasaku smiled humbly, "I have received explosives, blades, bullets, threatening letters, dead rats and the like before. Common gift."

Shibukawa Yo: ...

No, it's less common.How cruel are you to make it like this?

The young man with dark red hair obviously didn't want to introduce his works too much. Maybe he was busy with taking care of children and creating creations on weekdays. This time he was suddenly free, so that he felt that he hadn't had such a leisurely time sitting on the balcony with others for a long time. It's time.

At this time, the heroic spirits also tactfully did not disturb their chat. Dungal continued to appreciate the weapons treasured by the Master, and Karna went off the assembly line without knowing where.

"Speaking of which, Shibukawa, what did you do in your original world?" Oda Saku asked, "Are you also a killer?"

"No...not exactly, it can only be said as a part-time job, and I don't plan to eat this all the time." The girl pried off the beer lid with the raised edge of the armrest of the wheelchair, took a sip and it tasted good, "I'm currently unemployed Homeless, although it is still in the preliminary preparations for the game studio."

It sounds so good, but the studio is only 1% ready... But chatting is just half-truth and half-false bragging.

But Oda Saku simply believed it, and his eyes showed admiration and envy: "Ah, you are much better than me."

"Eh? Nope, I don't know if it will succeed, just for fun. If you lose money, you lose money."

At this moment, Shibukawa Yao fulfilled his wish and showed the face of a big dog who is not short of money.

"That's pretty good. It's rare for a person to do what he likes in his life."

Odasaku took a sip of beer and breathed a sigh of relief, "To be honest, I'm still a little worried about you."

Shibukawa Yao was puzzled for a few seconds: "Why?"

"Because at first glance...although you are smiling, your heart is in pain." Oda Saku scratched the back of his head, looking at the girl gently, "I don't know what you are suffering, I can't understand what kind of pain it is. Is it your own emotions, or the pain of the original owner of this body, or both of you feel unhappy."

"...", Shibukawa Yao felt for the first time that the beer bottle clenched tightly in her hand was so cold, as cold as her heart at the moment.

I'm really not very happy.

How can a person like me deserve those two words?

"Is it obvious?" she finally asked softly.

"It's obvious to me. After all, pain doesn't matter whether it's high or low. It's just that some people's pain is like waves on the sea, while others' pain is like whales lurking quietly in the deep sea." Short dark red hair The young man seemed to be avoiding something and looked at the night scene outside the apartment. It was dark outside, only the lights of the street and a few houses were still on, "I...I am very worried about you."

"Oh?" Shibukawa Yao deliberately teased in a relaxed tone, "Because we are allies?"

"That's not true, I just think we're friends." Oda Sakunosuke said, and suddenly touched his nose uncomfortably, "Oh, although we've only known each other for less than a day...if you don't mind, then forget it .”

"No, no, I like making friends very much." Shibukawa Yao also laughed, leaned over and shook hands with him decently, "Although it's not the first time we met, I'd like to teach you more."

"I also ask you to teach me a lot."

The young man shook hands cooperatively.

Oda Sakunosuke thinks that such a life is not bad - when the parallel world and this world are intertwined, the sparks of friction are dizzying.

To be honest, he was not an extrovert who would take the initiative to make friends before, but the friends he made were only a few, and he felt that they were all "adopted" by them.

He once firmly kept a distance from his friends until one of them betrayed him, and the other almost never could help the other party after the separation between heaven and man.

Oda Sakunosuke wanted to help more people, so he changed his mind.

He could no longer stand on the shore and watch, he wanted to grab the hand stretched out in the water—the hand that begged him for help.

Since you can't be a hero, just be a good father, a good creator, and a good friend.

In addition, he remembered that he had seen this girl a long time ago... long before he joined the Port Mafia, before this girl was in a wheelchair, or should be said to be the original owner of this world.

It was an extremely difficult killer task. The employer posted the task on the public website of the killer platform because he didn't have much hope. In that dilapidated building, I met a girl who was supposed to be taking an exam.

She held a military dagger in one hand and a UMP submachine gun in the other. Her thin and pretty figure walked silently in the dark gap, as if she wanted to blend in with it.

If I had to say there was something unforgettable, it would probably be that when the burst of gunfire was reflected in those dark eyes, there was a dead silence inside.

The only time the other side fired a shot was to kill the target person.

Although that mission failed for Oda Saku, he didn't feel depressed. Even after many years, he still remembered the flames he saw by accident.

Like a shooting star across the sky at night, like the last spark shining in the ashes.

Odasaku didn't tell the story of the first meeting that year. He saw that Shibukawa Yao didn't want to stay in this world too much, and naturally he didn't want to stay in this body any longer. Tell me about this past event full of darkness and gunpowder.What's more, he could clearly feel that the cold-faced gun-carrying girl in the corridor back then and the exhausted soul with a smile on his face... were two people.

Are you interested in telling A the story of B?

Since they are not the same person, there is no need to add unnecessary troubles to friends.This inexplicable Holy Grail War is enough to cause headaches.

"Ding-dong-"

Doorbell rang.

Deng Jia glanced outside the door, knowing that he could not appear in front of others casually, so he simply turned on the spirit son and disappeared, and before leaving, he shouted, "Master, did you order takeaway?"

"Oh... I forgot."

At this time, the alarm clock on the mobile phone showed "02:29". It stands to reason that no one would come to this safe house that is usually unoccupied at this late hour, but Odasaku suddenly remembered that he called a nearby convenience store before taking a bath. takeaway.

"I'm going to get a takeaway." He put down a third of his beer and said to Shibukawa Yao.

"Is there something to eat? Then I'll go with you!"

However, standing outside the door was not only a convenience store employee running errands late at night to deliver food, but also a person that none of them expected.

…………

……

After watching a good scene of perverted criminals fighting mad heroic spirits, Dazai Osamu and Tanizaki Junichiro saw that there was nothing they needed to do, so it was the best policy to go directly.

The two returned to the Armed Detective Agency first, and Osamu Dazai personally confirmed to the president that Kunikida, the children and others had successfully arrived at the safe point, and then he successfully completed the rescue mission assigned by Uncle Ou, and borrowed a car to drive back to the apartment building.

The reason why this person returned to Yokohama, a city that is said to not welcome him, was because All Might was really bored in Tokyo these days, so he begged this former assistant who did not have a fixed office to travel with him. .Of course, the euphemistic name is travel, but it is actually to investigate the security situation in various places and the status quo of the professional hero industry.

But when he passed the closed door of the neighbor's house, Dazai suddenly thought of Oda Sakunosuke.

Speaking of which, they haven't seen each other for a long time.

...Ah, but he is probably not here now, but resting at home in the city with the children.

etc?child?

The black-haired young man suddenly stopped in his tracks. He hadn't asked Tanizaki who the group of children he wanted to protect and who their guardians were... Tanizaki also strictly adhered to the principle of neutrality of the Armed Detective Agency and did not disclose any information about The superfluous information about the Holy Grail War only said that there were servants of Heroic Spirits chasing and killing his colleagues and a group of underage children.

"Ding dong."

Just when Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone, hesitating whether to call to ask his old friends, the elevator door behind him opened, and a young man in the uniform of a convenience store employee hurried in with a big bag of late-night snacks.

"1207...1207..."

The takeaway guy from the convenience store muttered his address, which happened to be heard clearly by Osamu Dazai who was standing by.The latter watched this scene curiously, isn't 1207 the room that Oda Saku bought earlier?

Could it be that he happened to be resting here today?

The door opened, and a young man with dark red hair opened the door to take a takeaway, and kindly tipped the delivery boy who was running errands late at night.The little brother who got the money left quickly, but when Odasaku looked up, he saw the bewildered friend standing in the corridor.

The two stared at each other in amazement for several seconds, seeing the surprise of their old friends' unexpected reunion in each other's eyes.

"Odasaku!" Dazai happily looked like a 130-pound child for a moment.

"too……"

"Mr. Oda, why are you so slow?"

Yo Shibukawa slipped out from behind pushing the wheelchair, and suddenly saw Osamu Dazai standing outside the door.The smile on the latter's face didn't even have time to fade away.

The girl was startled: "Mr. Dazai?"

The black-haired young man blinked his iris eyes innocently, "It's me, aren't you... a fan of that day."

Kaoru Shibukawa wanted to deny it at first, but felt that Mr. Oda was looking at him solemnly, so he could only bite the bullet and admit it.

"……yes."

Oda Saku wanted to say something, but he suddenly remembered that this girl was still talking about star chasing in front of him and Chuya Nakahara tonight... So it turned out that she was a fan who admired Dazai.

For a while, the three people in the corridor were silent.

Whether it's the reunion of old friends or the meeting of fans and idols, it should be a happy thing, but when the two happy things are superimposed, there is a terrible sense of sight of "an illegitimate fan will not hesitate to harass his idol friends in order to get close to his idol".

Osamu Dazai finally chose to look at this special female fan who had met once, and countless guesses popped up in his mind: "The two of you are hiding in the safe house for a date in the middle of the night?"

Odasaku: "No, we're just drinking."

"In the middle of the night, you and the girl, drinking alone?" Dazai confirmed to him repeatedly in shock.

Odasaku thought about the two heroic spirits who had already disappeared, and Dungall's advice to him [don't involve irrelevant people in], and lied rarely: "Yes, just, just me and Shibukawa, two people."

Osamu Dazai: ...

Shibukawa Yo: Although Mr. Oda is right, but I always feel that something is weird.

Wait a minute, you two actually know each other? !

The author has something to say: Oda Saku: Should I avoid it first?

Dazai: Obviously I came first!Whether buying a house or making friends, why... how did things happen...

Pill: How are their houses next to each other?Is this the unfolding of some urban love drama?

Each of the three feels redundant, should not be here, should be under the car.