Yokohama First Reconstruction Division

The door broken by Akutagawa was quickly restored under Shiraki's ability.After this mafia neighbor knew he was a rebuilder, he couldn't help but come over to find fault with demolishing the house.

This idea is very dangerous, Bai Mu felt that he should find an opportunity to educate him.

After cleaning up all the uninvited guests in the house, Shiraki inspected his house.

Neither Akutagawa nor Dazai seemed to notice that when the sun rose in the morning, the curtains in his house were still tightly drawn.Maybe they didn't think much about it, they just thought it was because he got up too early and hadn't had time to open the windows for ventilation.

He was still very tired, but Shiraki took Monday off in advance, not to sleep at home.

There was no sunlight in the room, so he observed his left hand under the lamp.It takes careful comparison under light to see subtle color differences.

He didn't wear the finger cot, because the gray covering half of the palm of his left hand could not be covered by a finger cot.

He still has things to do today, like, deal with some guy who watched Crayon Shin-chan all night.

Shiraki walked into the utility room to activate his ability. The flat floor of the room was sunken downwards, creating a long and narrow corridor leading to the ground in an instant.

Shiraki went down and cut a piece of the entrance.

In the secret room, the Crayon Shin-chan on TV was still playing in a loop, and she sat on the floor with her knees hugged and her face buried in her knees.

He has maintained this appearance for a long time, Bai Mu called out tentatively: "Tired?"

The white-haired kid sitting with his legs crossed slowly raised his head, at this moment Bai Mu saw his pupils clearly, and frowned.

Ayaki Lei's pupils were already cloudy, and he raised his gray pupils with "Xiaowu" written on them, and fixed his eyes firmly on him.

That was the way a predator stared at the food. It seemed that the hunger caused by the long-term confinement had stimulated the ghost's most primitive eating instinct.

The ghost's physical fitness will take a huge leap compared to when he was a human. This time, he didn't use spider silk. He jumped towards Shiraki like a cannonball ejected from the muzzle of a gun.

Bai Mu subconsciously picked up the washing machine next to him, blocking the distance in front of him, but at this moment, Bai Mu suddenly wanted to use himself as an experiment.

Bai Mu brought the palm of his left hand to Tired's mouth, there was a click and roar, and half of his palm disappeared in an instant.

It doesn't hurt, he has already closed his nerve perception last night, and he has controlled the position of the part bitten off by him, without hurting any part with normal skin color.

Blood dripped from the wound.

Tired and fierce, he swallowed the bones and meat together, but after the blood flowed into his body, the turbidity in his eyes suddenly became clear.

He looked at Bai Mu's incomplete left hand in disbelief, and soon the whole ghost lay on the ground, screaming in pain.

Bai Mu lowered his head, looked at the palm of his left hand indifferently, and activated his ability.

He copied his own palm, detailing every nerve connection, bone division, and muscle texture division, all of which are the same as the original.

Visually, his palms are growing back at an astonishing rate.

The skin color of the regenerated palm returned to normal fairness, but at the position of the little finger of the left hand, it turned into a light gray that did not look like a living person.

"Are you okay, tired?" Bai Mu squatted down and brushed away tired hair covering his eyes.

His tired body was constantly twitching, he breathed rapidly and blinked, and after a few seconds, the word "Xiawu" engraved on his white-gray pupils disappeared.

Bai Mu quietly waited for him to recover, and when he raised his head again after being tired, he finally regained his sanity and could speak normally.

He looked at Bai Mu with shock in his eyes: "You... are you a ghost too?"

"You already know the answer." Shiraki gently smoothed Ayaki's tired white hair with his hands. "You drank my blood...it worked. I think you will gradually get rid of the shackles of that ghost king."

Ayaki blurted out: "You know Mr. Wu Mi..."

He stopped immediately, the power that restrained him in the past was indeed disappearing from him, and after saying this name, he did not die suddenly on the spot.

At the same time, the new blood formed a strange bond in his body, affecting his emotions.Tired looked up at Bai Mu in front of him, and couldn't help feeling a sense of closeness in his heart.

Bai Mu lightly explained: "My blood has been mutated by supernatural powers. Even if I rely on his cells to form a ghost body, it has long been out of Wu Mi's control."

"Are you a ghost...?" Tired fell into confusion, "But you are not afraid of sunlight at all, you can eat human food, and you don't need human flesh and blood..."

"It may be difficult to understand." Bai Mu raised his hand and gestured, "I compressed all the ghost cells in my body onto the little finger, and you just bit it off, but you seem to adapt well."

Ayaki looked at the humans in front of him incomprehensibly, "Why did you take the initiative to become a ghost?"

Bai Mu paused for a moment, and did not directly answer the question, "You will always know in the future... Now that we have the fetters of blood and the secrets hidden in the dark together, then from today onwards, we should be family."

The word "family" obviously has an unusual meaning to Lei, who raised his head and looked at him seriously.

Shiraki's thin lips parted slightly, revealing the most beautiful lie: "Starting today, I will take care of you, teach you, help you integrate into human society, and learn the knowledge needed in the modern world... because we are partners, sharing the same The same kind of "blood". Would you like to be my family?"

This was a temptation that Ayaki could not refuse.

After coming to this world where everything subverted his common sense, Ayaki Lei concealed his confusion and loss very well, and did not expose his weakness to Shiraki, who was unknown to his friends and enemies, and became a weakness to be exploited.

Now that he has a mysterious and invisible connection through blood, Bai Mu will no longer be an enemy in the position in front of him.

He could feel closeness and familiarity burgeoning inside him.

Now Bai Mu said to him softly with a nice smile: "Family members should watch out for each other and protect each other. I am willing to protect you, but now I need you to protect me first—can you do one thing for me?"

Ayaki nodded quickly, and said seriously, "Say it."

Bai Mu pointed to the door when he came in, "Go out from here and go to the first floor. Before I return to the ground, you can directly kill all the people who break into my house, no matter what their identity is."

As Shiraki expected, Ayaki made a decision that best met his expectations, "Okay."

Bai Mu watched tired and went up.

Then he turned and opened a door in the wall, and walked into the side-by-side room.

The temperature in the room was very cold, and since the last time I left, the little lamp had been trembling and had not been extinguished.

There is a dead man on the operating table, but there is no rancid smell in the house.

A person who dies cannot die a second time.

He didn't lie to Osamu Dazai.

If Osamu Dazai hadn't let go, Shiraki would be the one who died. The cause of death was that his ability went out of control and he was completely transformed into a ghost.

Now under the suppression of the supernatural ability, the ghostly body has risen from the small knuckle of the left hand to the second knuckle.This process is irreversible, but fortunately, his little finger cot, which is protected from light, can still be completely covered.

He didn't know why Osamu Dazai would break into his house, but this man would never do useless things, so he must have some information.

Bai Mu didn't want to provoke this trouble at all.

After becoming a ghost, even a person with a strong mind will fall into a period of chaos. In order to avoid this from happening, Shiraki took the initiative to split his finger with his ability from the very beginning, and used a little finger to do it. In order to store the container of ghost blood, prevent the blood of ghosts from entering his brain and occupying his mind.

The fragmented cells on Wu Mi's clothes are the things he stole when he broke into the delivery house.

"Matter" is an ill-defined word in a science that generally refers to something with a non-zero rest mass.All objects that can be seen with the naked eye are made of atoms, which are made up of interacting subatomic particles, including an atomic nucleus made up of protons and neutrons, and an electron cloud made up of many electrons. 1

And his supernatural ability "Material Reconstruction", after he was 13 years old, broke through the limit several times, and achieved growth beyond imagination.

He tried a variety of repair methods with supernatural powers, and finally put this cell together, extracted substances from nature, and copied many similar cells.

He doesn't know if the protagonist of the Demon Slayer Squad knows, but Sato, who has maintained a lukewarm relationship with him all year round, has already realized something.

After coming to this dark and cold room, Bai Mu didn't do anything immediately. After his mask was removed, he revealed a sliver of confusion that was rarely seen in normal times.

Tired is sitting quietly on the sofa in the airtight living room on the first floor, following Shiraki's request, monitoring all the movements without a moment's relaxation.

In a place where he couldn't hear, Bai Mu told the only man in his heart whom he regarded as "family" all the most despicable plans in his heart.

"My determination has not changed. I don't know how these tiredness came from the Taisho era, and I don't care. This is not a problem I need to solve... I only know that the moment I saw this ghost, I have a backup plan."

"His ghost body can help me share the pressure of material transformation between our bodies. So... I need him to be my 'family', and at the most critical time, he is willing to help me...even die for me .”

Shiraki's ability has a range of activation. He only needs to stay at home for 8 hours a day, maintain his body for Oda, remove the corrupted parts, and keep his body infinitely close to life.

It's just that this is not the state of a living person, not even near death.

The line between death and life is an insurmountable gap.

"I tried many ways to revive you, but they all failed... But you know, once I make up my mind to do something, I will do whatever it takes."

"I have searched for so long and tried for so long... Finally, the only solution that gave me hope is to use the power of ghosts to regenerate the cells of your whole body in a very short period of time. Before the final stage is implemented, I still I need to exercise my abilities to the next limit, and now I... can't do such a large amount of material reconstruction in a short period of time."

"Your friend Osamu Dazai has already become suspicious of me." Shiraki activated his ability, and Xinghui turned around him, "I don't even know, if he really finds out something, should I tell him what happened here? everything."

"If the last stage fails, if I accidentally turn you into a ghost...you will..."

After being quiet for a while, Bai Mu put away his fragility, and analyzed again with a cold and rational voice: "Let a dignified and decent person suffer such shame and humiliation after death, I will bear such sins, I will Accept whatever retribution I deserve."

"If it succeeds, everyone will be happy. If it fails..." Bai Mu took a deep breath, "The road from heaven to hell is too hopeless. Since he is your friend...as long as you don't continue to pursue it, why should I let him know This taste."

After using his abilities to remove all bacteria, fungi and viruses from the air and himself, he manually created a sterile environment for himself and picked up a scalpel.

"Knife No. [-]. Spleen... repaired."

The electricity in the house tripped, and the electricity was pulled out by Shiraki, which became a backup energy source for the conservation of energy required for material reconstruction.

Ayaki Lei in the living room looked up at the suddenly extinguished light bulb, but did not move at all.His red and white eyes stared in the direction of the gate, ready to strike at any moment.

The next moment, Bai Mu restored the power supply of this secret room with a snap of his fingers.

The sharp knife cut the skin, controlled the position of the blood with supernatural powers, the superficial bullet fragments of the spleen were taken out neatly and thrown aside, Shiraki's knife was accurate and fast, and he was so calm that he was almost heartless.

All the wounds were sutured with supernatural powers, the microscopic repair of the blood vessel cell wall, and the reconnection of the nerves... Because of the recent sufficient practice, the white wood feel is still there, and all these are done smoothly and skillfully, which is not what a medical student should have level.

It all ended quickly.

Bai Mu was physically and mentally exhausted.

He stayed there for a while before he walked to the side of the operating table, slid slowly and sat on the cold ground, "Cheat, use, use despicable methods, use everything... Oda Sakunosuke, I seem to be becoming the one you hate the most." Kind of people."

"……sorry."

He leaned his head on the bed next to Odasaku in confusion, closed his eyes like an insecure cat, and the next second, he was overwhelmed by exhaustion.He didn't struggle, and obediently lost consciousness.

Only by Oda Saku's side...is the only place of peace of mind.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and even Bai Mu didn't know how long he had been in a coma.

The sun rises and sets, and the afterglow of the setting sun outside the house is covered by thick curtains, so that no light can penetrate into the house.

Ayaki sat tiredly in the darkness, his red eyes staring straight at the door in the entrance.

Subtle footsteps outside the house gradually approached, and finally stopped in front of the door.

The next moment, the crisp doorbell rang in this empty darkness.