After memorizing the book, I am super strong

Xie Gongxuan, who originally wanted to discuss in the English class how to seize the time to contribute to the new game’s image push career, now looked blankly at the electronic device that should have appeared in the depths of her desk belly, but was held in Dazai Osamu’s hands .

The inquiry from her was abnormal: "What's the situation?"

"Hey, my deskmate always plays games when I'm studying hard, I always feel sad~"

Osamu Dazai turned the mobile phone lightly in his hand, and then stuffed it into his desk.

"...Although, I think we still have room for discussion—" Xie Gongxuan hesitated for a while, and her inexplicable reason made her speech no longer confident.

When did this person hand over the mobile phone that he had just turned on 5 minutes ago into his hand? ?

"No. Unless you think of a way to mend my broken heart."

Osamu Dazai put a few white papers on the table, as if he didn't intend to continue the conversation.

"...Very well, you forced me!" Xie Gongxuan leaned back in her chair and decided to use her big weapon.

Unmoved Dazai Osamu: "Well, if you're looking for this, I'm here too?"

Xie Gongxuan:! ! !

"My Nintendo Switch!! When did you take it away!"

However, things are far from that simple.

After a few seconds-

"Are you a devil, you don't let go of the PSV that you have used for several years..."

"However, things like MP4 won't affect your mood!"

"Ah, that's just a novel reader QAQ, is it okay to let the children go!"

Xie Gongxuan, who watched Osamu Dazai showing all the electronic devices that should have been kept here, finally let out a breath of foul air: "Okay, tell me, what did you leave for me?"

The other party didn't seem to be aware of her suppressed prehistoric power, and chuckled like a treasure: "Your mobile power bank~"

Xie Gongxuan: ...

What's the use of a power bank when all the equipment is gone!

In the end, she suppressed the desire to report him to the people's police, just because reporting him was equivalent to reporting the tragic fact that she had hidden prohibited equipment.

She tentatively asked: "... I think negotiation is an important way to solve problems, how about we have a harmonious exchange?"

"Okay, if you invite me so sincerely." Osamu Dazai finally turned around, with a few green maple leaves in his hands, "If you leave things to me for safekeeping, you can use the maple leaves I distributed Can you rent it back for an hour?"

It was the leaf under the maple tree at the entrance of the teaching building. Because of the perennial spring, it was as vibrant green as ordinary leaves. Only the outer ring was gilded, leaving a circle of red that autumn maple leaves should have.

Xie Gongxuan refused without hesitation for a second: "...Isn't it too bad! You are a legendary profiteer! I suddenly feel that it is necessary to popularize the political issues of ownership and omnipotence with you for your study. It’s an insignificant contribution to the cause.”

Osamu Dazai tugged on his black cuff, accidentally revealing the white bandage inside: "It's definitely not a loss. In exchange, I can tell you how to do a large number of blank math problems?"

Xie Gongxuan, who was slightly stunned by seeing the bandages, raised her head: "That can't be done, the test papers in recent weeks have become more and more crazy, and the representatives of the teacher's original questions haven't worked out until now—"

Then she saw the completely completed paper gently displayed in front of her.The above annotations on Chinese and Japanese nouns even have more steps than solving the problem.

"At this level, I can still help you."

Putting the paper away towards him, Osamu Dazai, who approached a lot, frowned slightly, carrying the charming aura unique to teenagers.

Xie Gongxuan flinched and supported her body with one hand: "I think..."

Then he showed another one, the sound of the paper rubbing against each other seemed to be animated because of his long and beautiful fingers resting on the side.

Xie Gongxuan was taken aback: "..."

Before she could speak, another one followed.

"Okay, deal." Finally she clapped her paws, "I have long believed that studying hard is the right way, self-control to achieve life goals is the direction of my unremitting efforts, a socialist successor like me will not refuse this Kind of a fair trade for excellence— oops."

Before she could finish speaking, she felt a paw coming towards her head from behind.

The culprit is behind her, a classmate from "General History of the World" who knows everything from ancient to modern times...

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, but hearing this exaggerated tone, I can tell that Xie has started to be narcissistic."

Xie Gongxuan grabbed the end of her hair and tried to bump her head with her head: "That can't be done! Can scholars' affairs be called narcissism!"

……

Besides, it's not all lies.

She has been living alone, so her uncontrollable bad living and study habits are the main culprit who annoyed her original deskmate and moved her to the side of the podium, isn't it?

The unspoken apology seems to become more and more unnecessary as time goes by.

……

After 3 minutes, she got close to Osamu Dazai again.

"I suddenly felt that it would be a good deal to start tomorrow."

The other party was unmoved, and even lay down on the table.

"QAQ I will clear that game soon, let me settle this regret!"

Osamu Dazai just let out a muffled "hmm", without any expression at all.

"...I swear to God, after the final farewell, I will change my mind and start a new life!"

"Wuwuwu, Xiaoyou, you have been with me for so many years, but I don't even have a chance to say goodbye to you..."

"Life is too short, I might as well jump from here, goodbye, the window on the first floor is probably my home today—"

……

Finally, before Xie Gongxuan tried to sing "Dead Souls", one of the game consoles was finally placed in front of her.

The boy looked helpless: "No matter what the situation is, there is absolutely nothing I can do about you..."

Then he sighed softly: "Then from the evening——"

Xie Gongxuan refused: "Tomorrow isn't until twelve o'clock."

Life is not easy, Dazai sighed: "Well, I see—twelve o'clock."

……

It was Kawabata Yasunari who watched the crabapple flowers at four o'clock in the morning.

It was Xie Gongxuan who woke up hungry at four o'clock in the morning and couldn't fall asleep anymore. Finally, she put on a long coat and went to the kitchen.

In the end, it was a little bit late to hand over the equipment. It seemed that something was wrong. Her dreams were intermittent, and she felt quite sad about drug withdrawal. In the end, she woke up very early, so she had to get up and eat something to wake up.

What's in the fridge, fruit, milk, bread—

I don't really want to eat.

In the quiet night, there are only insects chirping outside the window, and Ye Yu plays a nice tune on the window with the coldness, but it also gradually becomes quiet as the night turns to dawn.

At such a quiet moment, when Xie Gongxuan carefully closed the refrigerator door, she successfully noticed the light blocked by the appearance of a tall man.

"Osamu Dazai? You didn't sleep in the middle of the night, did you also come out to look for food..."

Xie Gongxuan, who was so frightened that she almost closed the door with excessive force, grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes because of the unexpected fright, and then condemned in a low voice.

"...It's me?"

The thin voice like snowflakes seems to be an illusion caused by the night rain tonight.

When she raised her head in a daze, she only saw the not-so-clear handsome face of the young man, and also noticed that the hem of the clothes she was grasping was too soft, more like covering Dostoevsky A black cloak for a thin figure.

Xie Gongxuan let go of her hand at a loss: "Ah, I'm sorry—"

The same person who suddenly appeared in his life, when standing with this relative, did not feel as natural as Osamu Dazai...

What's more, the emotions between reasonable and unreasonable are like talking through a transparent barrier.

As if to ease the increasingly delicate atmosphere, she asked again: "...Are you hungry too?"

"I was just thinking about something—after I came here, I don't know what to do." With a smile, his tone was very gentle, as if he didn't want to disturb the quiet air, "If you want refreshments, Some are in the cupboard unopened."

"Really, I heard from her... I heard from my mother that you came back for work, and now you have nothing to do." Xie Gongxuan tried to fumble for the phone to turn on the flashlight at first, but when she touched a small maple leaf, She suddenly remembered that the phone was no longer with her. "...Well, could I trouble you to turn on a small light?"

"Such a request doesn't need to be counted as troublesome?"

As Fyodor raised his hand and lightly touched some switch, a white halo was projected from the glass flower-shaped decoration above his head, covering circles of clean and hazy colors.

"If you use your abilities, it can be done."

The paler Fyodor who was smudged by the light seemed to be whispering tentatively, and at the same time hearing his words, Xie Gongxuan made a gesture and turned sideways.

Her figure, like the sky reflected on the lake, was entirely reflected in those purple-red pupils.

His gaze stayed for a moment. If it was this reaction... then it means that her ability still exists.

"I thought it was a super big secret, so you know it too..." Xie Gongxuan opened the door of the cupboard without hesitation, "But there is no difference~"

Fyodor paused for a moment: "Is there no difference...why do you think so?"

Her eyes lit up after successfully reaching for the dried persimmons, and Xie Gongxuan's answer was much lighter because she could already imagine the sweet and soft taste that made her whole body feel like falling into cotton candy.

"Human beings can use a lot of tools...there will be more and more in the future. It seems that there is almost nothing we can't do-the supernatural power is just one of them."

Speaking of which, since seeing this relative in front of them, they seem to have never said a few words.

Curiosity about his relationship with his parents and why he knew about his abilities drove Xie Gongxuan to add another sentence—"Would you like to sit down and talk, if you don't mind my urgent desire to eat now?"

"Is there no reason to refuse?"

He answered like this.

In the silent room, the light friction sound of the box opening was especially clear.

Xie Gongxuan said with actions that it would be a blood loss to endure hunger for a second.

"Excessively powerful abilities will only bring disasters to ordinary people. The ability to use one's own power to change the world is enough for a god to have?"

When Dostoevsky spoke, it was as if there was a magic that attracted others to concentrate on his every word, and then carried it into the vortex of their own thoughts.

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with saying that." Xie Gongxuan narrowed her eyes contentedly when the expected softness and sweetness melted away, "But it's small enough to endure the desire to overeat and live seriously, but big enough to overthrow A small number of people implement the rule of their own self-interest, or sit at the negotiating table and use the "Law of the Sea" to end hundreds of years of disputes...

Many, many things have made history move towards the original direction of serving people more... If we put it this way, human beings are constantly in the process of confronting their own power, but it is in this confrontation that we become The way it is now—”

So she felt that even if she had the ability to write the world as she wanted, she probably wouldn't use it at will, right?

After all, the world itself is fighting against the "entropy" like a torrent, and is changing towards a more perfect form under the struggle of everyone.

Fyodor was silent for a while, and when he answered, his purple eyes were as dark as the night.

"...Is that so, you have always thought this way?"

Xie Gongxuan shook her fingers, then fastened the lid on the surface of the box reverently, as if thanking for the perfect meal: "No, correct thinking cannot be separated from the guidance of the nine-year compulsory education—Feo? If If you can be called that-you can see that you have not received education in China as a citizen of the four elites."

Xie Gongxuan, who had forgotten the name of the other party, said in a regretful tone, and lightly pressed her fingers on the surface of the box, which hurt Zhong Yong's elders quite a bit.

"..."

Suddenly offended, Tuosi just opened his eyes, raised his jaw in an almost negligible arc, and froze as if he didn't know how to answer.

"Okay, that's not the point. May I ask about your relationship with...they...?"

When Xie Gongxuan mentioned her parents, she paused unnaturally, but her curiosity was like a small flame, burning more and more vigorously with the support of oxygen.

This question has troubled her for a long time!

"According to China's calculation method, it should be their nephew."

Dostoevsky seemed to have finally regained his composure, put his finger on his side cheek, and answered seriously.

Xie Gongxuan finally asked the big question that she had accumulated for many days: "So I feel strange! Because they have always been the only child!"

"..."

Then Tosi was quiet for a while.

"Well...you found out. Well, I'm actually their illegitimate child, and it's okay for you to treat me as your own brother."

……

Xie Gongxuan said, did a lightning strike me just now?

Was someone writing the script in front of your face just now? !

And why does he look so much happier!Shouldn't this kind of thing be so scary when it's discovered?

"Wait... I need to respond - which side are you the illegitimate child of??"

Faced with such soul questioning, the other party did not rush to answer, but tightened his cloak slightly. Although it was early morning, when he leaned back in the chair, he always felt like drinking tea in a sunny afternoon.

"Others, keep it a secret for now."

Xie Gongxuan: ...

You have said so much!It won't matter if you come again!

She suddenly didn't know how to place her fingers on the box, and she could only choke speechlessly in the end.

"Got it, the conversation is over." She stood up depressed, "It's almost dawn anyway, I'll go to the living room and wait for Osamu Dazai to wake up before going to class—"

Tosi just tilted his head in doubt, didn't say anything, and watched her leave.

The invisible window that isolated them seems to have glimpsed the light of opening in the short conversation.

It's just that all illusions will collapse into even more embarrassing rubble on the day the truth is known.

At least that was the case with Dostoevsky.

……

When Xie Gongxuan was bored with the endless papers, complaining about how the amount of homework this time was so horrible, dawn had arrived when the clock pointed to six o'clock.

With her face propped up, the pen in her hand unconsciously scratched something in the air, and when she decided to temporarily sleep for 10 minutes to recover, Osamu Dazai finally appeared.

But not from the upstairs room that was supposed to be used for resting...

But from the gate.

The whole body was wetted by the rain and turned into a darker black, with the chill of just dawn, and the beautiful fingers holding a slender needle seemed to have just dripped water, and they looked fairer than usual——

Xie Gongxuan, who woke up suddenly, turned her head and found that Dazai Osamu who had just opened the door by a corner just blinked in a daze.

For a second of silently staring at each other, everything is like the rising sun, on the verge of birth and sinking, but there is something special growing irresistibly...

So Osamu Dazai quietly and slowly closed the door again.

Xie Gongxuan:? ? ?

……

Twenty or ten minutes later, Osamu Dazai, who had washed off the rain and changed his clothes, could not escape the approaching socialist trial even with a smile begging for forgiveness for something he had done wrong.

"Let's leave the issue of you breaking the door for now...why did you come back from the outside?"

Xie Gongxuan, who looked suspicious and spoke righteously, got the status of the presiding judge and settled the crime of wandering outside as a minor without a defense.

"Hmm... because there are some things that need to be clarified..." Osamu Dazai whispered, his kite-colored eyes glowed with radiance and tenderness.

"Wait, there's no need to look at me like that. You should confess to your parents—" Xie Gongxuan suddenly realized what was wrong while saying this, "Didn't you do something to offend me?"

This time Osamu Dazai answered quickly: "Absolutely not!"

"That's fine... After all, what you do is your freedom, and I don't think I should care about you." Seeing that he was not completely dry, Xie Gongxuan helplessly threw a dry towel, "I just feel that I am waiting for you here for some reason. It's a bit of a loss..."

"It's okay." Osamu Dazai reacted quite quickly when he took the towel, habitually bending his body slightly, "Sorry, I thought you wouldn't be so active on weekends."

"..."

This time it was Xie Gongxuan and Ben Xuan who got stuck suddenly.

"Ah, it's the weekend. Ahem, it's okay—"

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Dosi, have you seen this 80-meter-long knife? 233