How to go through the script when dressed as a disabled male protagonist?

however.

When a novice leaves the village, what he encounters is a hard stubble.

Hyakkimaru has no sense of pain. With his strong perception, he found the false feeling from the sword cutting down, and then the heavy force passed over him exceeded his tolerance limit. He could only prevent the body from being traumatized by avoiding and unloading the force. At the same time, he found that The speed of the flame of life in front of him was extremely fast, and the red light "burned fiercely" around the flame of life, covering the surrounding area with other colors for the first time.

A red but pure power.

It's not good, the strength of this ghost is beyond his expectation, it's safer to save it for later.

Hyakkimaru turned over in mid-air, retrieved his arm, and put his arm back into its original position. His explosive power was extremely strong, and he retreated after failing several consecutive attacks. He had no intention of fighting the opponent for a long time.

Zhongyuan Zhong also pursued angrily: "Do you think you can escape?!"

He turned into a red light and galloped away.

Although the orange-haired boy was shocked by the opponent's way of hiding the weapon, the King of Sheep protected his companions, and he dared not let a boy who was hostile to him escape from sight easily.

This chase and escape spanned half of Leibo Street. Hyakkimaru didn't know the way, but he was extremely adaptable to complex environments. He turned and turned, and borrowed his sharp sixth sense, he was able to find his way in less than half an hour. When the time arrived, he left the "Gradient Demon God" behind and disappeared into the messy alley.

A few minutes later, Zhong Yuan Zhong also rushed here, grabbed the nearby people fiercely and asked.

"Where did that brat just go?!"

"No, I don't know...it seems to have gotten out of a broken wall."

"take me!"

Afterwards, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the size of the hole in the wall with a headache, and made a gesture of his own body shape, thinking that unless he smashed someone's wall, he would not be able to get through.

Leibo Street is not good at this point, the buildings are in a mess, and it is easy to miss the fleeing people.

Wait...how did that kid who was taller than me get in?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also confused for a second.

the answer is--

The limbs of Hyakkimaru are detachable and usable versions. As long as the head can go in, the body is generally fine.

Leaving the core area of ​​Leibo Street, Hyakkimaru's clothes were dirty again, no different from the residents of Leibo Street.This was originally a slum in Yokohama. It was established in the post-war period in Japan, occupying a deep pit that had been greatly damaged, and became the last place Yokohama citizens would want to enter.

He raised his arm, patted the dust on his hair, and thought: It's a bad start.

I lost the samurai sword that Shouhai gave me, and almost damaged my prosthetic limbs. It is conceivable that the strength of the demon god is not at the same level as the evil thing, and I underestimated the power of the demon god.

Thinking that there were twelve demon gods like this, Hyakkimaru's heart inevitably became heavy.

The task is serious and cannot be underestimated.

The black-haired boy looked around with empty eyes under the indifferent eyes of others who could not be called good intentions, and stepped on the steps after finding a certain direction, looking for the next evil thing that could be dealt with.

After searching for it, one day passed, those evil things seemed to be temporarily lurking, and they were not found by Hyakkimaru.Losing the sense of direction to go home, Hyakkimaru wandered around the periphery of Leibo Street, avoiding humans, and could only live in the wild as himself, continuing to find a river to fish in.

A three-flowered cat followed Hyakkimaru at some point, watching him with round cat eyes.

Hyakkimaru stabbed the fish with the sword in his arm, drank another sip of the muddy river water, and walked ashore with half of his body wet.He rarely reacted to the things around him, and "stared" at the Sanhua cat squatting on the lid of the trash can. The Sanhua cat "meowed" at him, as if attracted by a fresh fish.

After three seconds, Hyakkimaru felt that there was no problem and looked back. Although the small white flame of life looked a bit like a human being, human beings should not be so short, unless it was a baby, and a baby could not always follow Behind him, so this should be a little animal with a pure soul.

Rabbits and pheasants or something?

This kind of animal is too troublesome to eat. It needs to be depilated and boned. It is more convenient to eat fish.

Hyakkimaru sat at a place far away from the water source, without lighting a fire, pushed the mask on his face to the side, and swallowed the fish in a simple and rude way——thus, the meal was over.

The three-flowered cat suddenly widened its eyes, and its fur exploded, as if it had been frightened.

Seeing that there was no reaction from Hyakkimaru, the three-flowered cat gradually relaxed its arched body, its whiskers trembled slightly, and the bright and energetic cat's pupils shrank into an erect appearance at night.It jumped off the trash can that no one wanted to get close to, and with its small legs, it followed Hyakkimaru who stood up and walked a little bit, like a small tail attached to the opponent's shadow.

Hyakkimaru went to find a place to spend the night. He had very low requirements for sleep, as long as he could shelter from the wind and rain.

A night without dreams.

The black-haired boy squatted on the ground, sleeping with his face buried in his knees. The dusty clothes on his body made pickpockets watch as he detoured. Even the waifs in Yokohama seldom wear such a few pieces of cloth and Clothes tied with a hemp rope, although these fabrics can cover most of his body, but also make him look extremely poor - after all, this is a man who can't even afford bandages, and relies on white cloth to wrap his ankles and wrist man.

In the early morning, the Sanhua cat also woke up from a better place next to it, stretched its waist, and the cat's bones made a cracking sound, which made the cat's face flash a look of confusion or comfort.

It lightly walked up to the black-haired boy, but the silent catwalk woke up Hyakkimaru.

Hyakkimaru "looks" at it.

Then, he kept this sitting posture leaning on his knees, his eyes were out of focus, and he simply looked at the three-flowered cat.The Sanhuamao was prepared to avoid it, and didn't want to be plucked by others, but seeing him sitting there motionless, it approached boldly instead, and tentatively touched Hyakkimaru's feet with its white cat paws.

Hyakkimaru didn't respond.

It then touched a second time, and it was Hyakkimaru's arm instead.

Hyakkimaru grabbed its paw and put it down. It didn't like being touched by small animals with its "weapon".

The three-flowered cat withdrew its paws, licked the fur on the back of the paws reflexively, and paced back and forth in front of Hyakkimaru thoughtfully, its long tail swaying in a soft arc, making people want to touch it.But Hyakkimaru couldn't see what it was doing specifically, but saw this little flame of life swaying suspiciously.

What a beautiful flame.

It is rare for Hyakkimaru to see such a small flame with such a high purity, it is simply higher than many human beings in this era of lifeless, and there is no muddy malice.He was happy to see this beautiful and harmless life force appearing in front of his eyes, so he watched quietly as usual.

Go on and survive...

Don't be destroyed by this world, I will definitely kill the demon god and restore the order of the world...

Thinking in this way, Hyakkimaru abandoned the mentality of a time traveler and integrated into his identity in this world. Not only did he not expect that he had traveled through time and space, but also squatting opposite him was the big man behind the world of "Bungo Stray Dogs".

Under the appearance of the three-flowered cat, Natsume Soseki was a little worried: "What's the matter with this child?"

He usually likes to be in the form of a cat, wandering the streets and alleys of Yokohama, collecting information is secondary, doing so allows him to see the real side of Yokohama, and by the way understand that one of the disciples he accepted is a cat control, And he is a poor man who hates cats and never feeds the small dried fish on his body.

But this time, he went to the chaotic Leibo Street as usual, and wanted to observe the supernatural power users who were not under the government's jurisdiction. Who knew he saw this black-haired boy running to single out the King of Sheep.One-on-one is fine, the King of Sheep has a very good personality, and he will not kill easily. What he never expected was that during the subsequent escape, he would be lucky enough to see a scene where he could dismantle his limbs!

Natsume Soseki deeply felt that he had watched a horror movie. The old man's heart couldn't stand this kind of stimulation. Face.

Is it true that this boy... still has a piece on his body?

After touching the hands and feet of Hyakkimaru, Natsume Soseki repeatedly confirmed that it was not the flesh and blood of a living person, but a prosthetic limb.The boy's hands, feet, and even his face were carefully carved.The opponent hides a weapon in his arm, and behind his face is a mandible without skin. He does not need to chew food, but swallows it habitually.

Human experiment?

Paranormal sequelae?

Black technology for the rehabilitation of disabled people in Japan?

Natsume Soseki's associations are very rich, and he is worthy of his identity as a part-time writer.After being frightened, he fell silent. The known situation made him understand how difficult it was for the other party to be alive and kicking.

Afterwards, new doubts surfaced. He didn't understand why the boy would provoke the King of Sheep.

Is anyone manipulating each other?

In the next few days, Sanhuamao occasionally appeared beside Hyakkimaru, but most of the time, Sanhuamao didn't know where it went, and it didn't follow Hyakkimaru the whole time.

Hyakkimaru has a subtle regret. He has seen many animals and humans. Except for his adoptive father, Jukai, there is no second kind and harmless flame of life who will always follow him.Can't find the direction to go home, and can't find the evil thing that needs to be killed. Hyakkimaru, who avoids the "Gradient Demon God", finally understands the idea of ​​the original book: Even if someone can stay by his side for a short time Will definitely leave.

The only person who breaks this exception is Dororo who admires Hyakkimaru.

This is the marriage set by the script.

Hyakkimaru had some psychological resistance at the beginning. People who have never been in love can't understand love, but when they think of this state of their own, there are people who follow without complaint. They are completely the people who moved the world this year.

【It will appear...】

[One day in the future, the person who will never leave me will appear by my side...]

A cloud in the sky floats away.

The black-haired boy from the chaotic era wandered in a secluded place in Yokohama, practicing his sword skills and physical fitness, striving to kill the demon god as soon as possible and regain his first organ.

Such unpretentious days, Hyakkimaru lasted for a while, and the gang of teenagers on Leibo Street heard that the "King of Sheep" Nakahara was also looking for a black-haired boy who often appeared on Leibo Street. It is said that the two had a feud , someone witnessed the black-haired boy successfully escaped from the king of sheep after attacking the king of sheep.

Back at the base, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked unlucky. Every time he almost caught the trace of the other party, he was avoided by the other party in some way. Could it be that someone dared to report the news?

Zhongyuanzhong didn't doubt the people around him, at most he felt that someone in Leibo Street was watching a joke.

"Chuya, I said you care too much, forget it if you can't find it." The companions in the sheep organization have never seen the scene of Hyakkimaru fighting Chuya Nakahara, and they poured cold water on Chuya Nakahara's enthusiasm.

"No." Nakahara shook his head, "I feel he won't miss the chance to kill me."

Another boy with a blue ring on his hand asked him curiously, "What if I find it?"

"Let's beat him up first." Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated, remembering the abnormal fighting style, "His skill is very powerful, I don't know the source of his hostility towards me, if it is a misunderstanding, find a way to solve it , if it is an enemy, we will decide whether to deal with the other party at that time, and we can't let him stare at me all the time."

He wasn't weak, but he wasn't too tough either. His answer was immediately laughed at by the other companions.

"Sure enough, I'm very soft-hearted."

"According to me, if you see it, you will definitely kill it!"

"Yes, if you dare to attack Zhongye, it will be bad for us in the future. I support Zhongye to go to that person during the day."

"Okay... I also support it."

Discovering the dangerous nature of the enemy made Zhongyuan Zhong also vigilant, and the people of the sheep organization immediately changed the direction of the wind.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't concentrate on listening to what they said, and was rather irritable, so he walked aside to look outside.

He felt faintly uneasy.

While the head of the port mafia kept ordering the killing, such a strange young man suddenly appeared. Could it be that the other party was ordered by someone to eradicate the sheep organization in Leibo Street?

Besides the mafia, which organization would be so perverted!To let people with crippled hands fight? !

The reviled port mafia managed to take the blame.

There is no way, it has become normal for people to criticize the port mafia in private now, and the chief culprit for the chaos in Yokohama is the old and crazy port mafia leader.Since the other party fell ill, his personality has become extremely tyrannical. At the least, he is suspicious of high-level cadres, thinking that they want to seize power, and at worst, he issues a hunting order. Whether it is the government or ordinary people, as long as they provoke him, he will be killed. kill!

In such a time of turmoil and panic, almost no young people want to join the port mafia.

It stands near the Mafia Five Building in the center of Yokohama.

A few playful children were painting and drawing on a black limousine with ordinary chalk. The expressions of adults passing by immediately changed and they scolded these children: "Stop making trouble! Go home quickly! "

The graffiti left by the chalk was immediately seen by the driver of the port mafia leader and panicked.

"Boss..."

Recently, the old man, whose health has deteriorated day by day, was supported by someone, panting, anger made the veins on his forehead and neck throbbing, and there was no kindness on his wrinkled face, only frightening cruelty.

"Do you need to ask me for such a trivial matter?" He said hoarsely and oldly, "Kill all the graffiti people, and those who dare to provoke the port mafia will not be allowed to live."

The driver was sweating coldly and looked at the others, who had quickly received orders to investigate and monitor.

It’s over.

The driver couldn't bear to think: Those graffiti kids must be dead.

……

Hyakkimaru has been avoiding crowded places, he is born to attract evil things, and he goes to the crowd to attract monsters.He was sitting on a wooden plank that he thought was abandoned, but it was actually a seesaw in a remote children's park. His indifferent face and down-and-out attire made the children who passed by here afraid to play.

He suddenly raised his head, and noticed that many life flames covered with red spots appeared not far away.

This is where the "villain" comes in.

Either he had killed someone, or he had contact or contact with a demon god.

The black-haired boy jumped off the plank, and the seesaw shook violently.He walked towards the direction where the villains were concentrated, calculated the distance, and stared at the dimly lit world in the darkness with his heart.

There were many passers-by attracted by that direction like him, but after seeing what was going on, the passers-by left in a panic, or picked up their mobile phones to call the police.The locals living here more or less know that the night belongs to the port mafia, and they must not provoke those people in black suits these days.

"It's the Mafia!"

"People from the port mafia broke into the house!"

Outside the residential building where the cries sounded, Hyakkimaru stopped downstairs and raised his head in a little confusion.

As expected of a two-dimensional world, how tall was the ancient city?

"..."

How should he go up?

Hyakkimaru concentrated his mind and strengthened his mind. There are many dead objects and microscopic life in this world, perhaps not as obvious as animals and plants. If he carefully perceives it, it will also assist his actions.

It's mentally draining to do that.

Ah, see, the green barrier, the shimmering silhouette, the entrance...

Hyakkimaru was about to go to the entrance he found, but was distracted half of his attention by a life flame that suddenly appeared behind him.It was the first clean and white flame he had seen besides the flames of many impurities, even cleaner than his adoptive father Shou Hai and the little animals that often followed him.

That is the color that can only be possessed by a soul that has not killed, has not been stained with sin, and has kept a pure soul.

like a child...

No, the height of the flame of life is higher than that of a child.

Hyakkimaru looks directly at the essence of the soul through this complex material world.The ability of mind eye was sharpened after his reincarnation. In the world of low demons, only ancient sages or eminent monks can possess it. In the world of "Dororo", he is an extremely talented hero, destined to It is necessary to crusade against the demon god and return the world occupied by the demon god to the hands of human beings.

At this moment, the anticipation in Hyakkimaru's heart was quietly growing.

The other party is approaching him.

Stay in a safe zone three steps away.

He couldn't hear the voice, and he couldn't see the other person. He was just sure whether this flame of life was a pure person that would appear in the plot.Because of the various states of life, Hyakkimaru will always have the opportunity to see white flames when walking in the outside world. Except for his adoptive father, Shoukai, there is no second white flame that will always follow him.

Hyakkimaru was silent for a moment, suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and chose to do his own thing as vigorously and resolutely as the "doll" in the original book.

If you can't find the evil thing, then drive away those evil people!

"Eh?"

Standing on the edge of danger, the owner of the Flame of Life, who expressed some opinions but did not receive any response, was dissatisfied, and a gleam of brilliance appeared inexplicably in his kite-colored eyes.

He saw the other party stepping into the place surrounded by the mafia without hesitation.

Is it justice?

In this city where order is on the verge of collapse, will there be a "hero" who resists the mafia?

Osamu Dazai, who originally thought darkness was more interesting, and light was hopeless, raised his head to listen to the gunshots above, and his younger face had deep thoughts and confusion that did not match his age.

He couldn't understand the other's behavior.

The port mafia is very powerful here, and it is useless for the other party to save them.

The boss who was hiding in the convenience store downstairs also saw Hyakkimaru's intrusion, some joy appeared in his angry and helpless eyes, and then he became worried, and the boss's little grandson shouted: "That big brother to save people Already!"

"Don't talk." The boss quickly covered his grandson's mouth, not daring to offend the port mafia.

Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at the children with tears in their eyes and the weak and sad adults in the convenience store.

It's really useless, not as good as that boy wearing a mask.

After the fighting upstairs became fierce, Osamu Dazai imitated what the child said while biting his lip.

For the first time, he repeated in a low voice and novelty: "Come on?"

Will light triumph over darkness?

In fact, Hyakkimaru can be called the nemesis for ordinary people without supernatural powers. The reminder of the sixth sense makes him in the realm of martial arts with foresight as long as he does not encounter opponents whose speed and explosive power exceed his expectations.In the original book, Hyakkimaru will weaken a little at the beginning, not because his combat effectiveness is not good, but because he cannot adapt to the organs returning to his body, and is in a state of fragile collapse under the influence of the outside world.

Today's Hyakkimaru has no such troubles. At the age of 14, he has the fighting instinct of a beast.

A bullet that can't hit a person is a waste product.

Hyakkimaru couldn't even see bullets and pistols, so he easily avoided danger and stunned the mafia people.His true face is hidden behind a mask of a calm human face, like a heartless and heartless person.

It didn't take long for Hyakkimaru to knock out all those who attacked him and tried to escape.

In the eyes of the parents who were lying on the ground protecting their children, this black-haired boy who broke in and started to fight was astonishingly powerful, his skills were clean and neat, beating people was as smooth as killing people, and he didn't say anything after getting rid of these mafias. Jump directly from the upstairs window, and successfully jump down to the fifth floor with the help of a prominent point.

Afterwards, the black-haired boy ran in another direction, as fast as thunder, and in the world he was watching, a similar situation happened nearby.

Half an hour later, Hyakkimaru, who rescued two families, acted as an unsung hero, and left without asking for payment or leaving his name.He knows the importance of self-help better than simple ancient people. He can solve a temporary crisis by himself, but cannot solve the troubles of others for a lifetime.

People, work hard for yourself.

In the evening, night fell again.

Not to mention the anger of the port mafia, Hyakkimaru walked by the river bank, stepped on the wet soil with straw sandals, and his body was unharmed, which was different from the embarrassment brought about by dealing with the demon god.

Osamu Dazai followed behind him, sharing the information on this matter in a serious manner.

"I went to ask about what happened, and found that the two families you rescued had one thing in common. When their children went to play together, they had the audacity to scribble graffiti on the private car of the port mafia leader. Without your help , presumably they will all die like the third family farther away."

"I don't know if you will regret it. You saved all the bad boys. Their parents may not always thank you, and they may shake off your information, causing the port mafia to think that you are provoking the leading organization in Yokohama."

"This means that after today, you will be on the must-kill list of the port mafia. If you want to avoid being chased and bitten by the port mafia like a dog, you must either join a big force or join the port mafia. Perhaps the head of the port mafia will forgive you for your combat prowess."

"However, the greater possibility is—"

Osamu Dazai showed a gloomy look, and said in a cheerful voice, "The people you save will still die."

What would this person do if he found out about wasting his efforts and losing himself?

Hyakkimaru in front of him was still walking without stopping, and his heartbeat was as usual.The reason is simple: you expect a blind man and a deaf man to listen to a man talking behind his back?

Dazai frowned.

No response at all!disappointment!

Osamu Dazai, who was shorter than Hyakkimaru, looked at Hyakkimaru's ears angrily, and suddenly his eyes froze. It was the end of April in the cold spring, and the temperature difference between day and night was huge, and the opponent's skin was basically covered by bandages. , the ears under the black hair are still snow-white, which is consistent with the complexion, and there is no trace of blood of a living person. If you look closely, you can find that the ears lack the softness they should have.

Osamu Dazai stepped across the distance between the two of them and looked closely at each other's miraculous ears.

Hyakkimaru stopped in his tracks, a question mark popping up in his heart.He didn't understand why this flame of life was so close to him, hadn't he been refusing to approach him before?

Osamu Dazai pinched Hyakkimaru's ear with his hands and accidentally plucked it off.

Osamu Dazai and Hyakkimaru face to face, and Hyakkimaru, who has lost one ear, stares at him suspiciously "deeply".

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The atmosphere was awkward.

Osamu Dazai cheekily put it back on for the other party: "It's too loose, let me tighten it for you."

His fingers took the opportunity to slide over Hyakkimaru's cheeks. The cold mask does not have human body temperature, but the skin under the ears feels like a living person, and it fits the mask very well.

After both ears were complete, Hyakkimaru stretched out his hand and pressed his own ears, and continued to look for a clean water source without making a fuss.Osamu Dazai was absent-minded, kicked the gravel, and was thinking about whether to take advantage of the port mafia meeting to find the other party and sneak into the port mafia.

At present, the port mafia must be extremely dangerous. His supernatural powers are enough to save his life, and this person... To put it bluntly, a person who doesn't even have ears, if he is a bit more sensible, he should be able to survive by joining the port mafia.

"...what are you doing here?"

Osamu Dazai found that the person who had been walking for so long had brought himself to a remote place with no lights.

He rarely wavered in his judgment.

What does the other party want to do?

A series of unexpected things happened today, Osamu Dazai became more interested in Yokohama, other places are not as interesting as here.Taking advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't hear him, he deliberately said: "You want to reveal your true colors and kill me? That's right, no one will know your whereabouts after I die. You can escape from Yokohama overnight."

Hyakkimaru didn't know that the person next to him was muttering non-stop, squatted down, picked up the river water and was about to drink it.Osamu Dazai looked disgusted: "Do you drink such dirty water? You can also trust the rivers in Japan..."

"..." Osamu Dazai suddenly stopped speaking.

Very simple.

The mouth under the Hyakkimaru mask doesn't even have skin.

Ferocious blood vessels and flesh and blood covered the bones, the teeth were white, and the way of drinking water was to raise the head to drink, instead of bowing the head to suck, and there was no tongue in the open mouth of the other party.

The gap between this and Hyakkimaru's exquisite face in front of people is too big!

Osamu Dazai restrained his trembling breath.Instead of staying away, she bent down to watch him.However, Hyakkimaru didn't give him an extra opportunity to observe, the mask covered his chin, and he changed back to his handsome appearance.

Hyakkimaru was quietly waiting for the other party to leave.

Any normal person who sees his true face for the first time will be terrified by such an inhuman face.

Only Shou Hai.

Maybe a Dororo will be added in the future.

On the upper reaches of the Tsurumi River, where no one would pay attention to the river bank, a black-haired boy squatted on the ground, and another boy in a shirt who was younger than him bent down, thought about it, and spoke the cruel truth.

"Your face is so ugly."

but.

Osamu Dazai, who hastily followed strangers when they first met, helped him wipe off his mask with water, and pulled him up.

"I'm hungry, hurry up and treat me to something."

Everyone in the world is ugly, and who will be prettier than the other if you peel off your face.

Hyakkimaru sensed that someone was pulling his hand, and a hot current gushed out of his heart.He suddenly wanted to know what the other party was talking about, but in the dark world, only this pure white soul flame was left emitting light, illuminating the lake.

who are you?

Are you the Dororo I'm looking for?

He didn't know, but he knew that if he had lips, he would be able to laugh.

【Hi, I'm Hyakkimaru. 】

A person who has been treated badly by the world and will try to treat the world kindly in the future.

Thank you for coming by my side.

……