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

In order to deal with the port mafia, the days of hiding for the two are inevitable.

For Hyakkimaru, when travel was blocked, he would express his doubts by standing there, and Dazai Osamu's response was simple and clear. He directly took Hyakkimaru to a battle zone, and used the opponent's high-strength combat power to solve some A hostile organization of the Port Mafia, unleashing "goodwill" on the Port Mafia.

No organization wants a strong enemy.

However, they will appreciate a helper who is strong and has an Achilles' heel.

This kind of weakness is unacceptable to people who are arrogant and upright. Osamu Dazai can only say that Hyakkimaru is not in these two ranks at all, and he has got rid of the secular judgment of a normal person.

What Hyakkimaru believes is the simplest flame of life, the world couldn't be simpler.

Life and death, good and evil, safety and danger.

He doesn't need to think too much, his intuition will avoid fatal dangers, his fate will be handed over to God, and he will grow in the direction of killing demon gods.

During this period, Dazai Osamu acted as the guide of Hyakkimaru, and was also responsible for picking up the other party's prosthetic limbs, releasing the illusion that the other party obeyed him.

Ok.

He admits that this is not an illusion, Hyakkimaru never opposes his behavior, just like a delicate and indifferent marionette, and the other end of the thread is in his hands, which makes him play very well in testing the trust of the other party Happy.However, this doll has a difference. If I leave the other party's "sight range" or let go of my hand, the other party will act on its own, unintentionally destroying the plan set by Osamu Dazai.

This is a semi-automatic doll sent by a fake and shoddy merchant!

Osamu Dazai complained secretly.

Therefore, he abandoned his original plan-infiltrating the port mafia by suicide or injury.This has the highest success rate, and at the same time, there are too many variables in Hyakkimaru. He is not sure whether Hyakkimaru will be abducted by a second person during the few days when he and Hyakkimaru are separated?

The most important thing is that he doesn't want to admit that he doesn't want the port mafia to use Hyakkimaru as a humanoid weapon.

Weapons are easily damaged.

Osamu Dazai, who was under 14 years old, thought viciously: Even if this person is a weapon...he should use it by himself. How could it be the turn of those mafia in black suits to call around.

"Hyakkimaru, I expressed my intention of making peace with the port mafia, and I also showed your value. After that, I will wait for the high-level of the port mafia to make a decision whether to hunt down to the end or find someone to contact us."

Osamu Dazai stuffed the hot instant noodles into Hyakkimaru's hand, and enthusiastically moved his fingers to teach him how to hold the chopsticks. He felt strangely that he and the little girls playing with dolls had the same effect.

Bah, I am not so naive!

Hyakkimaru's face became foggy under the steam of the instant noodles, and the facial features appeared a soft effect of fogging.

After holding it wrong a few times, he quickly mastered how to use chopsticks.

Remove the mask.

Hyakkimaru showed part of its ugly jaw and mouth, and began to eat, its teeth were reluctant to bite the noodles, otherwise the noodles would be very difficult to flow into the throat.

This is Dazai Osamu's method to reverse the other party's swallowing habit.

Osamu Dazai took out the napkin and wiped it on his face, cherishing this indifferent mask: "If you break this highly realistic mask of yours, I don't know where I can order a second one .”

The indifferent Hyakkimaru can be scary.

In this way, no one will know the real situation of Hyakkimaru and stay away from this person.

He couldn't hear the good words from Osamu Dazai's mouth, and he couldn't hear the bad words in Osamu Dazai's heart. In a sense, Hyakkimaru stayed away from deception and became the last person the mind trainer wanted to meet.Of course, at this time, Osamu Dazai didn't even have a half-knowledge of mental manipulation, and he hadn't received specific training. He could easily achieve his goal with just his own observation and a little trick he learned.

"I don't have a lot of medical knowledge, and you have no way to answer me." Osamu Dazai rested his chin, staring intently at the part of his face that he had seen many times recently, immune to lethality, "I think you are in such a situation It's like being skinned, tongue pulled out, eyes gouged out, and finally limbs cut off."

Such a miserable thing, put it in Dazai Osamu's mouth so lightly that it has no sense of substance. Hyakkimaru continued to eat noodles, usually without saying any lines, and incidentally pretended to be illiterate.

"What kind of person were you before?"

"When did you become like this, and where did you learn to fight?"

"Who installed the mask and prosthetics for you? The technology of connecting nerves and acting as hands and feet on imitation wood materials is too powerful, and I have never heard of it..."

"I'm so curious!"

Osamu Dazai is like a student with a strong thirst for knowledge, but it is a pity that the teacher in front of him is not.

Hyakkimaru put the finished bowl on the ground, feeling sleepy. This is an abandoned warehouse, but in his perception, it is a safe area suitable for rest, and there is no red flame of life nearby.

Hyakkimaru sat hugging his knees and fell asleep within a moment.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

After a while, Osamu Dazai picked up the bowl of instant noodles with sleeping pills in it and took a look. He had finished the soup.

"If you don't use this method, I really can't think of how to leave you temporarily." Osamu Dazai thought it would be laborious to move the Hyakkimaru, but he didn't expect the accident to be easy. He put the Hyakkimaru back in the corner and covered it with a burlap bag , leaving a breathing hole, and then blocking some broken boxes and you're done.

When he was going out, Osamu Dazai saw a passing wild cat, he looked away, and hid his whereabouts to search for information.

The three-flowered cat successfully pretended to be a wild cat.

It came to the warehouse, sniffed the smell in the air, and found Hyakkimaru who was sleeping.Hyakkimaru's body moved slightly, and his spirit seemed to wake up, instinctively reminding him that there was another flame of life around him.

After he vaguely noticed the short life flame of Sanhuamao, his consciousness fell into a deep sleep again.

"Meow?"

Sanhuamao quickly discovered that something was wrong with him.

It touched Hyakkimaru's hand that fell on the ground with its front paws, it was like cold wood, this young man was very keen, how could he maintain such a state of letting go of his guard.

After confirming that Osamu Dazai was far away, a band of light with supernatural power appeared on Sanhuamao's body, and the appearance of the four-legged beast began to stand upright.An old man dressed as a gentleman in a suit stood in front of Hyakkimaru, looked around, remembered the details of Osamu Dazai's arrangement, and then went to check the worrying situation on Hyakkimaru.

Not long after, Natsume Soseki came to a shocking conclusion: "Isn't it the recent torture? It's been more than ten years since I lost my limbs?"

He untied the old clothes and bandages on Hyakkimaru's body, checked the limbs and torso, and pinched the bones. It was not difficult to tell that the boy's amputation was smooth over the years.The parts above the amputation maintain the same muscle tissue as normal people, and there is no muscle atrophy or sequelae caused by amputation.

The teenager's bone age is very young, his whole body is wrapped in bandages, without skin, he is about 14 years old, and he is not malnourished. The clothes on his body have patches with fine stitches.

"The fracture site is so smooth..."

"Could it be that someone brutally cut off a child's limbs not long after he was born?"

In Natsume Soseki's eyes was the heaviness and sadness of the old man's inability to save the child, and he hardly dared to check further.He was facing the young man's empty and ugly face with his mask and ears removed. It was like facing a torture deep in human nature. No one with a conscience could accept it calmly.

This is reality, and this is evil.

Dazai Osamu didn't want to look at the face, Natsume Soseki looked at it, and put back the things on Hyakkimaru with his own hands.

The boy's body became "intact", matching the handsome features of the facial contours, as if to say that if this person grows up healthy, he will be as good as the mask carved.

Natsume Soseki also saw that someone had taught Hyakkimaru, making Hyakkimaru have a unique combat power.Even after guessing the general result, Natsume Soseki was still deeply worried about the future of Hyakkimaru. Anyone could abduct him. Fortunately, it was a smart kid who abducted him under his nose.

Unfortunately... that brat is a bit like a disciple of his own headache, easy to go astray.

"It's best to have a special instrument for inspection."

He gave a low sigh.

Various thoughts appeared in his mind, eliminated, leaving a few feasible solutions.

The three-flowered cat's tail drooped, and the tail swept over Hyakkimaru's ankles, hiding the traces of his arrival before leaving the warehouse.It jumped to a high place suitable for watching, and squatted on a branch. It didn't feel relieved to let Hyakkimaru sleep alone in the warehouse, and chose to watch the wind outside by itself.

Dazai Osamu didn't go out for more than two hours, and came back quickly.

"Still no results."

His husband carefully observed the warehouse, and was surprised to see a few small plum blossom marks, and a cat had come.

This is not surprising, I saw cats when I left.

Throwing away the debris covering Hyakkimaru, Osamu Dazai put his hands on his knees and couldn't help laughing.The black-haired boy sitting on the ground seemed to be sleeping with his eyes open. His breath was steady and his clothes were worn out. Amidst the light and dust brought by the gap in the warehouse, he was as quiet as if he was in another unknown world.In that world, there is no intrigue, no poverty and wealth, and there are two simple colors of black and white.

"But human nature is more than black and white." Osamu Dazai's eyes darkened.

Osamu Dazai, who had been busy for a few days and had more bandages on his body, sat down, took the startled Hyakkimaru as a soulless cushion, and said vaguely: "Don't disturb me, I'm going to sleep for a while too ..."

Hyakkimaru's body rarely showed a stiff reaction, in fact he relaxed when he knew who it was.

The pure white flame of life leaned against his left side, swaying gently.

Some are unhealthy.

He reached out his hand towards the flames, and unfortunately touched the bandage on Osamu Dazai's forehead.It was just a light touch, and the bandage was smeared with blood. Osamu Dazai did not move, and smiled to those who could not hear: "I accidentally fell, and unfortunately I fell on the gravel. on the head."

Hyakkimaru, who just woke up and didn't know what to do, recalled that when his adoptive father was sick in bed, he could only sit next to him and wait for him to recover. The flame of life was still a little weak after recovery.

Sick people need care.

Hyakkimaru managed to find Dazai Osamu's head after accidentally poking the wound and letting the wound bleed.

He touched the top of the head of "Dororo" who was scarred and had no idea of ​​the past.

[I will protect you. 】

Dazai tilted his head.

Once again witnessed the characteristics of semi-automatic dolls - accidents will always occur.

Then, he blinked his slender eyelashes, and with the movement of touching his head, he let go of the expression he showed to the world.He imitated the other party's method and sat with his knees hugged, embraced his own small world, closed his eyes and went to sleep, and entered the head massage mode as a Hyakkimaru.

It's not bad... just the hair will fall out.

With his disheveled and curled hair, Osamu Dazai gradually fell asleep, and the muddy world of color blocks in his dream seemed to settle down, separating out some water surfaces that were not pure, but could be touched by outside light.

translucent dream...

Looking at the world through the hazy scene, is the world better...

Osamu Dazai couldn't tell the difference, his only experience made him choose to shrink back and wait and see, instead of taking the initiative to contact this world, to contact this... the world that Hyakkimaru is so eager to survive.

……

In the port mafia, after the contentious high-level meeting ended, the leader's personal doctor walked up to the panting old man, as if he didn't see the bloodshot tyrannical eyes of the other party, and offered a doctor's suggestion.

"Boss, you have to maintain a good mood to recover from illness."

"It's Dr. Sen..."

The leader cared about his own life more than other things, and his mood calmed down a lot immediately, and his wrinkles smoothed away.

"Help me to rest."

Under this order, Mori Ogai naturally obeyed, and helped the old man who refused to sit in a wheelchair to go to the bedroom of the most closely guarded leader of the port mafia, and served this powerful leader to rest.

Over the past few months, the leader who had cultivated trust in Mori Ogai murmured: "Doctor Mori, do you think I should listen to those cadres, one thing more is worse than one thing less, let go of that young man who provoked the port mafia?"

Mori Ogai bowed and said, "Your face is the face of the port mafia."

Such words reached the heart of the leader. After his illness worsened, his temper could not stand the irritation. What he hated most was others telling him what to do, thinking that the port mafia should do this and that.He is the leader of the port mafia, the leader of Yokohama's underground world!All those who disobey themselves should die!

"I'm going to kill him..." The leader raised his voice hoarsely.

"Boss, I heard that the young man with disabled arms came from Leibo Street. He fled Leibo Street in a panic in the face of the port mafia's pursuit. The majesty of our port mafia is still there." Mori Ogai Slowly interrupted the leader's words, fetched hot water and internal medicine, in this way made the old man who was full of self-contained thoughts stop talking, and took the medicine that would make him sleepy.

The old man on the bed was appeased, and stopped further disturbing Yokohama.

Mori Ogai stood by the bed and quietly looked down at the aging leader.

The killing intent grew little by little.

not the right time yet……

He nodded to the guards at the gate who were in charge of the leader's safety, and without arousing the other party's vigilance, he lifted his medicine box and prepared to leave this place full of killing and chaos.

All the way out of the headquarters of the port mafia, Mori Ogai returned to his clinic near Leibo Street.

He said annoyedly: "Boss is getting more and more crazy, completely disregarding the order in Yokohama that is on the verge of collapse. If this continues, Yokohama will become a mess, and the port mafia will be destroyed."

He took out the letter hidden in the clinic, looked at it one last time, and destroyed it with great reluctance.

"Since it's the teacher's request, I'll help once."

The black doctor in the white coat lowered his head and smiled.

"I'm also very interested in that kid who dared to approach me. When did he find out that the words of the cadres of the port mafia are useless, but mine are more useful."

Under his palm, the blond girl who appeared out of thin air was touched by him with a dissatisfied expression.

Alice with supernatural powers in human form said: "Rin Taro is making a bad idea!"

"No." Mori Ogai denied, "Natsume-sensei meant to let me help the boy who was hunted down by the port mafia, and didn't ask me to do extra things. It may be that Natsume-sensei has some new plans. As a Of course the disciples must help him keep this person."

Other people are not within the scope of protection of Natsume Soseki's letter.

Mori Ogai took Alice's hand.

"Alice, come with me to see that brat."

The clinic is closed.

The conversation between the middle-aged man and the young blonde girl dissipated in the wind, leaving vague words behind.

"Maybe... it will be... the opportunity to wait..."

……