About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

016 Let him go today [Second update]

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Last time, we mentioned that the Central Plains deep sea pushed people to fail, but they were calculated. After falling into the water and landing, they still could not escape the clutches of Osamu Dazai.By coincidence, before the stools in this restaurant were warmed up, Zhongyuan Zhongye rushed in——

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I said earlier that my superpowers are powers that do not belong to this world. Even when I am unconscious or in deep sleep, I will still release weak powers, which are difficult to detect unless sophisticated machines are used.

But this is a different world full of unknowns, and the existence of Zhongye easily slapped those researchers in the face. He can sense the AIM diffusion force field formed by the power I released, and its range is a regular 500-meter radius. round.

500 meters, about the distance from this store to the intersection.

Presumably he had just returned to Yokohama and happened to be passing by. Suddenly, the back of his neck began to feel numb as if an electric current was passing through him. Immediately, he paused and turned around, turned into this alley, and walked to this store. I scolded me in my heart for not going home so late and wandering outside, but who knows, I just saw Dazai Osamu's disgusting face.

He stood at the door of the store for a while, and then approached in our direction in silence.Mr. Kunikida immediately got up and stepped forward to stop this murderous god.

...Although I am very sorry for Chuya, I really couldn't help but covered my face and laughed silently.

Kunikida's height was estimated to be close to 1.9 meters, and Chuya looked up at him, but he didn't seem to be fading, instead he faintly overwhelmed Kunikida.

This is probably because the legendary height is not imposing enough to make up for it.

"Get out of the way if you don't want to die." Zhong Ye's tone was not good, but it was still polite.At least he issued an ultimatum instead of just kicking it, otherwise Mr. Kunikida would have broken several ribs by now.

Mr. Kunikida lowered his glasses, his expression was firm and resolute, this kind of person is probably the source of the word sense of security, "I'm sorry, please explain why you are here first, otherwise we should stand here and talk, there are still minors over there .”

"Are you going back home or not?" Chuya turned sideways, directly skipped his question, and stared at me with narrow eyes.

Mr. Kunikida also followed his gaze, his confusion was evident on his face.Because from Nakaya’s angle and height, he could only see the empty ochazuke bowls piled high on the table. It wasn’t until I pushed away the chair and stood up that he realized that Nakaya was calling me.

"Didn't you want me to explain why you came here?" Zhong also raised the brim of his hat slightly, raised his brows high, and seemed to be in a good mood, "Here, come and pick up my child."

I walked around Atsushi Nakajima, who was devouring it. Mr. Dazai folded his hands and propped his chin, watching me leave my position, and did not speak from the beginning to the end.

If the false peace is maintained at this time, I should be able to fall asleep before eleven o'clock tonight.

However, as it is often said, there are no ifs.

I rushed to Chuya's side, he held my shoulders, first looked me up and down, and made sure that the little girl in front of me was not missing an arm, broken leg, mentally disturbed, and then his eyes loosened slightly.

He raised his hand and rubbed my head - adults seem to like to touch my head.Although I don't care about those rumors that are not in line with scientific development at all, and it is true that I will not continue to grow taller, but no one has ever given me a convincing reason.But Chuya is different from other people, he is the kind of person who doesn’t need a reason, before Ms. Hongye was completely disappointed with his poor craftsmanship, the person who would braid my ugly and ugly braids was always Chuya.He stretched out his five fingers and carefully combed down. When encountering rough knots, he would free his hands to gently separate the entangled hair, and then continue to cut to the end of my somewhat naturally curly hair.

"Why is your hair so wet?" He had an apologetic tone, and I knew that his burning point had continued to decrease since the moment he saw Mr. Dazai.

I faltered, not knowing whether I should tell him the truth.It’s not that I’m worried that Mr. Dazai will be killed by him. On the contrary, what I’m most assured of is the possibility of Mr. Dazai’s survival—if you use the specific values ​​​​in the game as an example, he is definitely a rough-skinned and thick-skinned mocking profession.All I'm concerned about is this store, and Atsushi Nakajima, who is obviously not full.They are all innocent.

"How many times have I told you to dry your hair? Do you want to catch a cold and go to the hospital for an injection in such a cold day?" His voice became more severe, and then he raised his eyes to Mr. Dazai, but the topic of the conversation was directed at Mr. Dazai. My, "You always ignore my words and don't want to remember them, do you?"

I was stunned by his two words, just for a short while, and I don't know why the eye sockets started to sore, the tears rolled, and finally fell down with the closing of the eyelids.

I thought it was aggrieved, because I was just going home for a routine weekend vacation, and I was caught by Osamu Dazai before I even got out of the station.I was tricked by him and fell into the river. The water was so cold and windy that I felt like I was going to die.Later, trembling, I used gravity to separate the water from my clothes and hair. The water without gravity still had tension, and they covered my hair like gel, but there were no dry towels in the restaurant to borrow.

There are too many excuses for me to say.But I couldn't speak a word, I just wanted to cry when I opened my mouth, as if the whole sky had collapsed.

I didn't cry much since I was a child, because it was really a shameful thing, and I was afraid that if I cried too much, it would upset Chuya.The reason that troublesome children have to eat candy can only be established under the premise of blood ties most of the time.

"I didn't. I didn't disobey." I repeated this sentence over and over again, sobbing.I told myself not to cry, but the emotions and tear ducts seemed to be out of the control of the brain.

Zhong was also taken aback by my unstoppable tears, and when he came to his senses, he was even more flustered than me who was crying.

"Ah, Chuya made Xiaoyu cry again." Osamu Dazai, who had been watching the play by the side, made sarcastic remarks, "What a disqualified brother."

"Shut up!" He clenched his teeth in annoyance, his cheeks puffed up, and when he set his eyes on me again, he forced himself to relax little by little.

Under his quiet and patient gaze, I gradually calmed down. It wasn't until I pinched the corner of my clothes and wiped my extremely red eye sockets that Chuya let out a long sigh.He turned and squatted down with his back to me, "Let's go, go back."

"Did you stop beating him?" I lay on his back and asked after I walked out of the shop.

Every time Chuya meets Mr. Dazai, he can't wait to let him be stuffed into the frying pan of the [-]th hell.But since Mr. Dazai left Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, it is really difficult for them to meet again.

"Let him go today." He turned his hand and touched my face. After the tears dried, the tears made my face dry and uncomfortable. "Go home and wash your face, and I will give you an ice pack."