Osamu Dazai has a brain far beyond that of ordinary people.

He can use clues to infer what happened in the past, and he can also predict what will happen in the future, so for a long time, even he felt that he didn't live like a human being.

For him, the whole world may be similar to clearing countless preset game paths.It seems to be full of colorful fun, but in fact there is nothing new. If you grasp the context, you can go straight to the end and usher in victory.

Therefore, he has been looking for something that can surpass the ability to think, unexpected, thrilling, novel, exciting——

But when they really appeared, he actually couldn't see through his own heart.If you use the most superficial words to describe it, you can probably call it panic.

He felt that for a moment, there seemed to be a crisp sound of nerve rupture in his head, and when he came back to his senses, he had already covered the back of the person in his arms with his palm, pressed his cheek close to him, and helped the other person To confirm the authenticity of this moment.

"It's alive, it's very warm, right?"

For some reason, he had the illusion that the voice was coming from someone else's mouth. There were cold and hot emotions colliding in his chest, but he was able to calmly and calmly joked: "People like me who are afraid of pain , how could you die so easily? Besides, didn't I promise you that I would live until the day you grow up. "

"You really won't lie to me...?"

The person buried in his arms still didn't raise his head, like a kitten who had just experienced an eighth-level disaster, and couldn't find any sense of security at all. The two animal ears on the top of his head were always lying down pitifully, shaking from time to time few times.

On weekdays, he would definitely take out his phone and record the scene in front of him that can be called black history.After all, in the battle of wits and courage between the two of them, he often needs to design some traps to capture the embarrassing moments in the tree.

But if it's not through his hands, but some annoying guy does it for him, he doesn't feel the joy in it at all, and is very, very, very unhappy.

Perhaps because he couldn't bear his brief silence, the feline murmured in frustration: "I know that living is tiring, and I have to face a lot of troubles and tortures, but at least don't die in front of my eyes... where you can't see, you can't die." Can't."

"Ah—ah, is it really difficult to honestly say that you don't want me to die?"

The black-haired boy supported the awkward cat's body with his arms, and stood up holding him in a familiar posture that he had done no less than dozens of times, and walked slowly towards the door.Accompanied by the sound of light footsteps, he continued to torture his soul: "I guess, what you saw in the illusion just now should be people you care about. So, does this include me?"

"...What illusion, I don't know."

After being clearly pointed out what happened before, the chaotic mind in the tree faintly showed a tendency to recover, followed by an ever-expanding sense of embarrassment, it was like a boulder slamming down, hitting his celestial spirit cap.

(What did he just do? My head hurts...)

(...Are you crying in front of Osamu Dazai? No, no, no, he didn't do anything stupid! Didn't!)

"Don't pretend to be stupid. When I just walked in, I could see it clearly."

Hearing that he wanted to escape from reality, Osamu Dazai asked persistently, and helped him recall the shameful scene by the way, "The closest one should be my 'corpse'. Wow, this means that I am The most important one!"

"—You are so annoying! I don't care, but the most annoying person!"

"Then you hate slugs too? Well, even I feel a little bit sorry for him."

"……you shut up."

Forced to expose his inner world, the feline, who has always been dishonest, suddenly became angry and wanted to show his small fangs and bite the protruding collarbone of the person in front of him.

But he spent too much energy in the illusion, and he was already in a precarious state. In addition, he was too close, and he could always smell the calming (Mutian Polygonum) breath from a scheming bandage monster, so he just took a picture. Opening his mouth, he yawned big before implementing his teeth grinding plan.

Although he has been eliminated under the continuous effect of disqualification from the human world, the characteristics of animalization have been eliminated, but there are still feline habits in his movements, and there will be a small breath sound like "hachi" between his teeth.

As his instructor, the black-haired boy is naturally no stranger to this. Hearing the sound, he couldn't help but press his head, and pressed it to the place where the smell of Mutian Polygonum was the strongest, and then whispered to help him fall asleep: " Go to sleep, you don't need to worry about the next thing."

"I always feel that something is not right..."

Shuri shook his head drowsily, tried to raise his eyelids, and found that the two had left the dark room and were in the bright corridor.

Not far away, Ryunosuke Akutagawa just finished dealing with the last victim of the supernatural ability beside him. He probably heard the sound of footsteps behind him, and hurriedly turned around to join the teacher in charge of the rescue mission.

Because Osamu Dazai likes to hug cats in a frontal hug, it is quite unfriendly to other people, and only a small group of cats can be seen from the back.

In order to see his senior's face clearly, the black-clothed boy purposely walked to the side, his lowered eyes met the dazed Shuli, and then he couldn't help frowning.

The reunion after a long absence was supposed to be a touching scene, but his character was too upright, and he couldn't say any subtle words at all, and he opened his mouth with a knowing blow: "Senior, have you cried just now?"

"...didn't cry."

"But your eye circles are very red, and they will probably swell up tomorrow."

Akutagawa told the truth, the fingers hanging by his side trembled secretly, as if they wanted to get closer, and gently rubbed against the boy's soft and red skin.But his instinct of keeping the etiquette pulled the rein in time, and he did not do such an overstepping behavior. He could only continue to show his concern by suggesting "considerately", "I can send ice cubes to the senior's room."

"... Now is not the time to think about that kind of thing, is it?"

If it's not too sleepy and can't cheer up, Shuli will definitely reach out and tap the head of the restless junior, and use physical methods to help the canines change the circuit structure inside.

——It is clearly the current emergency situation of the enemy, why can't the focus be placed elsewhere? !

He couldn't help complaining in his heart, but he really couldn't control the growing drowsiness. After yawning two more times in a row, he subconsciously leaned on Osamu Dazai's chest and muttered indistinctly: "I have time Think more about Q, I always feel, uh...his actions are a bit, strange..."

Perhaps it was the peace of mind that he didn't want to admit. Unknowingly, he closed his heavy eyelids, let the tiredness over his head, and fell into a deep sleep with a tormented spirit.

And when his breathing gradually stabilized, the young man who hugged him withdrew the rare tenderness in his eyes, and regained his stern look.

Different from ordinary people's thinking, the other party didn't mean to send him back to the room to have a good rest, but unbuttoned the windbreaker and wrapped him in it together, as if he was turning him into a part of his body by doing so.

The sense of sovereignty and possessiveness involved in such a move is extremely strong, but the black-haired boy did it very naturally, and he didn't realize anything wrong. He walked forward directly, and said softly as if talking to himself: "That guy is an ignorant and ignorant poor fellow. Don't worry about it. On the contrary, he is the manipulator behind the scenes. He is really capable. I guess we should be able to see a good show when we arrive at the scene."

"certainly--"

There was a slight indifference on his lips, and he commented mockingly: "It's the kind that exudes a strong smell. To be honest, I'm not interested at all."

p7: 30

While the enemy started the rescue work, Zhongyuan Zhongyuan, who was in charge of suppressing the source of the riot, was also caught in a bitter battle.

It's not that his ability can't compete with Brain Hell. If he uses gravity to manipulate the boulder, and the next "meteor shower" is full of cruelty, he can guarantee that the other party will die instantly before he can activate backlash to control himself.

To be honest, such a simple and quick solution is really in line with his wishes - although Yumeno Kusaku is not very old, the harm caused by it has been exaggerated, he does not want to treat the other party as an ordinary child at all, and even more There will be no untimely sympathy.

His emotional side isn't reserved for heartless demons to take advantage of.

But the most difficult part is precisely that he can't act according to his own likes and dislikes, so he has to be very aggrieved to obey the boss's wishes and spare the other party's life for the time being.This caused him to be restricted everywhere, he could not hurt q, so as not to interfere with his spiritual ability, and he could not let q escape from the control range, until Osamu Dazai, who had the elimination ability, came to rescue him.

——Tch, it's really annoying...

(The most important thing is, what is the situation of the little devil? Can you give him a confirmation letter first, and there is still some time to check the phone?!)

"Mr. Zhongye!"

The blue-haired boy who had been helping him restrain Yumeno Hisaku was panting, and the terrible wound on his shoulder had not been properly treated, so he was bleeding all the time, looking extremely scary.

However, the other party stopped him not because of lack of physical strength, but suggested in an empathetic manner: "You should be very worried about the safety of the tree, why don't I delay the time by myself..."

"What stupid things are you talking about, how can I let a pussy like you deal with this situation alone?"

He interrupted the other party's voice angrily, as if he was trying to go through the list of personnel in the organization in his mind, and then he said with a little doubt: "Your name is Xuecun, I remember the supernatural ability filled in your file, It doesn't seem to be the type you are using now?"

"Actually, I should be regarded as a spiritual department, right? I haven't been properly developed before, but this time it happened to be affected, so I can perform deeper operations..." Xuecun made a hesitant gesture according to what he had discussed with the illusionist before. , carefully answering the questions raised by the cadre reserve.

Facing Chuya Nakahara, who has a straightforward personality, he still has no pressure, but when he thinks about passing the test of Osamu Dazai in the future, he can't help but feel apprehensive.

(Will that scary man really believe such a statement? I'm afraid that when the time comes, Liu Dao Mu will be invited to possess him, and he will make a good lie...)

At the same time that face appeared in his mind, he shivered instinctively, and wanted to gnash his teeth and curse.

(Damn, according to the illusionist, they could have used Chiyo to disperse their combat power, and dealt with the Q problem while Chuya Chuya was searching around in the Central Plains. After making great achievements in this way, the leader will naturally discover his 'ability' , giving a chance to rise.)

(Unexpectedly, within a few minutes of returning to the headquarters, Osamu Dazai found the extremely hidden illusion space, and notified Nakahara Chuya to come and restrain Q, depriving him of the opportunity to perform...)

(How did that monster-like guy figure it out! Even though he came back temporarily, he knows everything well...!)

Xuecun couldn't figure out what was wrong, and at this moment, he wanted to take away the powerful reserve cadres, so he used his best method to show his sincere concern, "Actually, I also I am very worried about Ann in the tree, it would be great if we can quickly confirm his whereabouts..."

"—I'm afraid it's not your turn to worry about that kind of thing."

When his friendship scene just started, he was caught off guard when he heard a soft voice from the left.The sense of fear that penetrated deeply into his soul made him feel like he was under the spell of transforming into a puppet. Almost the moment he turned his head, he could hear the rough rubbing sound of "creaking" from his neck.

What came into view was the "devil" who had created painful memories for him. At this moment, he was holding the guy he least wanted to see in a caring attitude, and slowly showing him an emotionless smile.

Those iris eyes that were not covered by bandages, like beautiful inorganic gemstones, cast the coldest light and shadow on him, as if they could stir up a gust of cold wind, making his face ache.

——Why do you feel that Osamu Dazai has grasped the whole truth before he had time to defend himself... Is it an illusion?

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