Yokohama First Reconstruction Division

Just as Dazai guessed, Shiraki's ability is material reconstruction.

The word "reconstruction" is vaguely defined. If ordinary people hear it, they will only think that it is a purely restorative ability.

But "matter" itself has sufficient room for interpretation, but Shiraki never expected that Dazai would become the first person who came close to solving the mystery in such a short period of time.

The questions Dazai asked became more and more serious, but there was only one thing, the first priority in Shiraki's heart never changed.

In order to change the situation by all means, Bai Mu took the initiative to show weakness: "Please let me go, I will answer your question."

The light of the bedside lamp is a warm orange, not bright and dazzling, but soft enough to make people let down their guard.

Perhaps because it was too close, Dazai could smell Shiraki after bathing, and he didn't know what body wash this 17-year-old boy used. It seemed to be different from any brand on the market, and his skin smelled like green plums. The plant fragrance, mixed with moist water vapor, unexpectedly smells good.

Bai Mu, who was suppressed by him, had his face pressed against the pillow, looking back at him stubbornly.

This boy had a pair of red phoenix eyes with a hidden spirit and charm. This kind of eye shape is quite oriental and mysterious, like a smooth stroke of Danqing ink smudged into smoke and clouds.

Dazai was distracted at this moment, he thought absently, boys can also be so good-looking.

The emotions in Shiraki's red phoenix eyes were not completely hidden, and Dazai felt relaxed and even happy with this kind of eyes.

He is so familiar.Whenever Slug or Kunikida tried to kill him, he would show a similar look.

But Shiraki didn't really want to kill him.

Strangely, after confirming Osamu Dazai's identity, all of Shiraki's aggression stopped before the "fatal" red line, and he didn't go one step further.

He doesn't seem to have the will to kill Dazai at all.The ultimate move launched blindly in the dark is completely lethal.Later, it was because the identity of Osamu Dazai was confirmed that he put away his killing intent.

Dazai thought, this beautiful model student is a wolf disguised as a rabbit.As long as he wants, he can easily deceive everyone around him.

Including the Central Plains.

For the time being, he can't tell whether Bai Mu's hands have been stained with blood, but judging from his attitude towards killing people with his own hands, combined with his 17-year-old age, he should be a rational and calm person who is almost terrifying.

Judging from this condition, he does not meet the standard of "kicking Oda into pieces to vent his anger" at all.

It's just that when Bai Mu was pressed on the bed by him, the boy's sudden panic didn't seem fake.So Dazai began to think, why is this happening?

There is a reason for every reaction. Could it be that he has some shadow of this forced posture?

Thinking of this, Dazai decided to give it a try.He reached out his hand full of curiosity, and took off the bathrobe from Shiraki's body.

Baimu: "..."

Dazai was unexpectedly disturbed by the visual effect in front of him.

The delicate and white skin is almost dazzling under the light, and the figure that has not yet fully grown is particularly attractive. From a close distance, it looks like a piece of fine white porcelain, and every inch exudes a moist and smooth light.

It's just that the scar that was scratched by Dun Hu's claws yesterday is still in sight. After Bai Mu's ability expired, bright red blood oozed from the wound.

The blood on the back, like a red plum painted in the white snow, blooms proudly alone. Leng Xiang hides a secret that is close at hand, but he is not allowed to approach and explore.

There are gorgeous curves on the side of the snow, Shiraki's waist is very thin, the lines are hidden downwards, and the ambiguous curves slide into the bathrobe piled under the waist.

Bai Mu's eyes changed, and turned into a ridiculous and incomprehensible expression, almost plainly wrote the words "Are you sick" in his eyes, and almost said it.

Dazai immediately hung up the bathrobe for him, and his exaggerated tone was full of ups and downs of truth and falsehood, "Your guess is really too much, but it seems that you have no shadow of intimate contact...then your fear is just The anxiety caused by the invalidation of abilities and the disorderly panic."

In Shiraki's silence, Dazai continued, "Your physical skills are worse than mine, because you rely on your abilities. If you keep walking in the gray area, sooner or later you will encounter problems where you cannot use your abilities." This is your most obvious weakness, but it can also prove your confidence in your abilities, so I have raised another level in my estimation of your threat."

Osamu Dazai came to his own conclusion. His iris-colored eyes carried a smile that was as light as the air but unsteady. Under the warm orange bedside lamp, it seemed blurred and flickered like a butterfly's wings, making his whole body Unpredictable, "Actually, I breathed a sigh of relief. I was a little worried just now. I was worried that something unhappy happened to a beautiful child like you... If not, it would be great. Since you don't feel disgusted, let Let me continue the conversation with you in such a safe posture."

Shiraki seemed to be really anxious, he didn't care that the wound on his back would open, he struggled violently, Dazai was so strong that he almost couldn't hold him down, "Let go of me, don't touch me—— Let me activate my ability! If you touch me like this again, you will die—really die!"

Dazai froze for a moment, after seeing Shiraki's anxiety clearly, this time he didn't hesitate, let him go immediately, and left Shiraki's bed.

As expected, Shiraki didn't care about his body being seen at all. The first thing he did when he stayed away from Dazai was not to get dressed, but to activate his own abilities.

The feeling of being out of control was so disgusting that he immediately cut off all the nerves, bone marrow and blood supply to the little finger of his left hand, then grabbed the bathrobe and darkened half of the palm of his left hand, Hidden out of Dazai's sight.

He has lost feeling in his left hand, and there is absolutely no way for Osamu Dazai to get any more information.

At the same time, in Odasaku's room ten meters underground, the process of material transformation was reinitiated, protecting the most basic biological components of Odasaku's body from damage, and the flow of all substances was once again on the right track.

Over the past four years, Bai Mu has developed the ability to subconsciously and continuously activate abilities in sleep and coma. This is the first time that he feels completely derailed and out of control.

He squinted his eyes and looked dangerously at Osamu Dazai, "Your disqualification is really a trouble, the area of ​​your body is blank in my perception, and I can't even detect your existence with supernatural powers."

"That's really a pity." Osamu Dazai took off his beige windbreaker without notice, turned around and hung it on Shiraki's hanger.His cuffs and neckline reveal the iconic bandages, the bandages and the upright figure, showing two contradictory states of sickness and health at the same time on his body, creating a sense of decadence of a gentle scum.

"Bai Mu-kun, your abilities can be used in a variety of ways. The known functions include repair, attack, and detection." Dazai sorted out his thoughts clearly, "I have never seen an ability with multiple purposes. It is almost the same as yours. It’s as unpredictable as your mind. If you become an enemy in the future, it will probably give me a headache.”

Dazai's fluffy and slightly curly dark brown hair almost turns into a beautiful golden brown under the warm-colored lamp. Under the forehead hair, there are a pair of passionate and fickle eyes. Unfathomable and profound.

He has been smiling all night, either with a gentle and polite smile, or a light smile that does not feel aggressive or threatening, but these have never been Dazai Osamu's real appearance.

The man was hard to understand, and needed a mind to match, or an astonishingly accurate intuition, to guess his thoughts and follow his train of thought.

Shiraki was not surprised by how difficult Dazai was, but tonight he was physically and mentally exhausted and defenseless, so Dazai took the lead for a while.

Dazai even asked considerately: "Your room is so warm, full of delightful temperature just like your body... By the way, the wound on the back, do you need me to tie a bandage for you?"

Shiraki tied up his bathrobe by himself, sat cross-legged on the bed, and regained his composure.

Excessive use of his brain made him have a splitting headache, but there was no discomfort on his face, "You broke into my house without permission."

"And you don't have a grandfather, so we're even." Dazai responded quickly, with a pleasant voice and light tone, "Then Shiraki-kun, can you explain why the prison of the Supernatural Special Affairs Division was broken through and Kajii Keijiro was rescued?" In the end, will you and Zhongya just take the takeaway home?"

"...But that slug actually let you ride in his car." Speaking of this, Dazai's eyes were a little strange, "When did you get so familiar with him?"

"What does the Supernatural Secret Service have to do with me?" Bai Mu didn't panic at all. Zhou Xiang and Zhong also left no conclusive evidence for his battle plan. Now all the accusations are trying to deceive him, so he kept silent. "Brother Zhongye took me out for supper, so what's your business?"

Dazai's eyes revealed a longing look, "Supper that can be seen by slugs... must taste good?"

"It's delicious. There are 5a-grade wagyu beef, tempura shrimp, cherry mousse and matcha Daifuku, so I packed an extra one and put it in the refrigerator."

Hearing this, Dazai's heart was moved immediately, "I haven't eaten all night, I'm very hungry, can you give me some?"

Bai Mu had a generous attitude, "Okay."

Dazai went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and sure enough, he saw the takeaway box that looked very delicate from the packaging.

When he was happily reaching for it, a chair in the living room jumped up from where it was, and flew into the kitchen at an almost terrifying speed, hitting Dazai's back hard.

Unprepared, Dazai staggered, only to find that the refrigerator in front of him...like a giant white beast with its mouth open, rebuilt and enlarged in a second before his eyes.

Dazai immediately reached out to touch the refrigerator, trying to eliminate the ability, but the reconstruction of matter within this second has been completed, and Shiraki's ability has receded like a tide.

Osamu Dazai was still stuffed into the refrigerator.

The refrigerator door closed with a bang, and the wall of the refrigerator has been "rebuilt with matter" by Shiraki's supernatural power mobilized within a second, making it as hard as a wall.

Bai Mu walked out of the bedroom, took away the takeaway that he had transferred out, and then said coldly: "Your powers are too limited, and your weaknesses are vulnerable—your special ability to convert instant powers Ability attack, defense is so poor that I want to laugh, physical skills are so bad and dare to rely on it, who gave you the arrogance to come to my territory to act wild?"

Osamu Dazai understood the current situation in an instant, and knocked on the inner wall of the refrigerator in a muffled voice. The pleasant tone revealed a humble flattery, "Shiraki-chan! You are the cutest boy I have ever seen! Wait a minute, Shiraki—can you Can’t you put it in the freezer? Is it okay to just adjust the fresh-keeping mode for one night?”