[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

Fei Shi opened his eyes in the morning light.

Not because of any silly reason, but because he sensed danger.

Yes, staring at the purple cannonball that appeared above his head out of thin air and was falling towards him, Fei Shi instinctively felt the danger.

He immediately wanted to get up and walk away.

But in the next moment, he discovered that his body was unable to move.

His eyes widened slightly, Fei Shi lay stiffly on the bed, watching the small cannonball pass through the bloody clock that was still in mid-air, and hit his forehead straight, blasting the purple unknown smoke.

At the same time, the "tick" sound that ordinary people can't hear stopped abruptly, the bloody clock disappeared, and the boy's figure disappeared into the smoke. A few seconds later, it was replaced by a young man with mature facial features.

- Changed place.

Fei Shi immediately noticed this when he felt the viscous malice rushing towards him.

He tilted his head to avoid the attack, and at the same time quickly opened the distance, raising his vigilance without any trace.

I don't know whether to say lucky or unlucky, because he always remembered to jump out of time, so he got dressed first, and the person in front of him...

The young man with gray-blue hair, thin and pale complexion let out a "tss", scratched his head, and with his bare upper body with slight pink traces, he said in a hoarse voice:

"What are you doing, suddenly bursting out with such a strong momentum, I thought it was a damned hero coming over."

hero?damn it?

Fei Shi stood upright by the bed, sizing up the young man unobtrusively, and many thoughts flashed through his mind.

He glanced at his hand that had changed back to his youthful form, and he realized that it was impossible to maintain the state of a young and middle-aged man all the time, so he didn't feel disappointed, and looked around again calmly.

It was a dark room with a very messy environment. There was a poster of All Might on the wall above the computer desk, which was already tattered.

Fei Shi frowned imperceptibly.

At this time, the young man who had been looking at him suddenly said, "Hey, you seem to have suddenly become smaller?"

Fei Shi paused, looked at him calmly, and confirmed his guess: "I'm not the one you know."

Sigangmu Diao looked at him faintly: "I know."

The conversation made Fei Shi's attention focus on this person's face, and then he found some interesting phenomena.

He silently stared at Shigangmu, his eyes were clearly focused on his chapped lips, wrinkled forehead, and eye sockets, so focused that it was impossible to ignore.

Veins popped out of Sigangmuhang's forehead.

He looked at the dead guy who had shrunk down to a little ghost in front of him and wanted to say something seriously, and immediately blocked his chance to speak in a dark way:

"If you dare to say something like telling me to eat more fruits and animal livers, I will kill you."

Fei Shi blinked, and hesitantly opened his mouth again.

Dead Karaki: "It doesn't work to recommend ointment!"

Fei Shi: "..."

The sincere suggestion was blocked before he could speak, the cherry-haired boy looked away with a wooden face, out of sight and out of mind: "The person who attacked me and the person who transferred me here is me here, right? Why did he do this?"

Shigangmu frowned, and reached out to grab the clothes on the ground, but when he moved, he heard the muffled sound of the bones in his waist, he couldn't help but secretly gritted his teeth, and threw the clothes to Fei Shi's face:

"Who knows what you're thinking, it's inexplicable! Bring me clothes!"

Fei Shi reached out to grab the clothes, looked at the young man expressionlessly, and walked towards the closet as if appointed.

He opened the cabinet door and took two of them at random. He inadvertently saw a letter hidden under his clothes and two shells that seemed familiar to him.

His eyes deepened, he picked up the things, and flipped through the pure white envelope.

[To me ten years ago.

Another: The shells are mixed with my ability, you can use it yourself to eliminate the side effects of the kaleidoscope. ]

Fei Shi's breath was stagnant.

——This is ten years later?The technology that Vengley possessed?Can eliminate the side effects of the kaleidoscope... Is he in this world already proficient in using "abilities"?That is to say——

Fei Shi held the corner of the letter stiffly with five fingers, fixed his eyes on it, and his pupils shrank slightly.

...He here can already [go back]?

"Hey, you're dying! Can't you tell that the clothes on the right are mine?!"

A slightly impatient voice came from Siganmu, and Fei Shi immediately came back to his senses, put away the letter and one of the two cannonballs, turned around and threw the clothes to him.

Throw it to him? !This guy……

Shigaraki's face darkened, instead of taking the clothes, he pointed straight at Feishi.

"Enough is enough, get the hell out of here! Give me back the original bastard! I'm so annoying, the smell on your body makes me sick, don't let me see you again!"

"Really? I'm really sorry for making you unhappy." Fei Shi said this, but actually didn't even look at him, and studied the cannonball in his hand.

The aura of Shigangmu was suppressed to a terrifying level in an instant: "You little brat..."

"That is to say, it's okay to do it again?" Fei Shi said to himself nonchalantly, raised his hand, and let the cannonball in his hand fall freely, with a calm expression.

With a "bang", the purple smoke filled the air, the boy's figure gradually rose, and the familiar smell made Shigaraki's extremely expressionless expression recover a little bit.

But then he couldn't relax.

"Who hit you?!" He threw off the quilt and got out of bed, stretched out his hands to hold the face of the cherry-haired young man with dark eyes.

"Ah, this?" The young man let him touch the corner of his swollen mouth, the look in his green eyes was like a pool of stagnant water, without any light.

He slowly and falsely curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"He's an interesting little guy, he looks like Nakahara Chuya from Hong Kong. I told him that his husband was killed by me, and he turned into a child in front of him. He said that I have the ability to transform, and he ran away immediately. gone."

Sigangmu glared at him, and glanced at the clothes he should have put on a long time ago, and couldn't help but look annoyed: "When you were still with me, you were only thinking about how to punish people?"

Hearing the words, the young man turned his head to look at him, his blue eyes were different from Fei Shi's calmness, permeated with darkness like an abyss that could not be seen directly.

He took his hands out of his pockets, took off his straight black windbreaker and draped it over Siganmu's body, wrapped his arms around his waist, and lowered his head slightly: "Why, do you think I wasn't paying attention last night?"

Sigangmu Diao snorted coldly: "How can I see through what you are thinking."

As he said this, he tilted his head and did not push the young man away.

The young man's expression didn't change at all, he let him go and stood up straight, turned around and walked to the closet, and took off another windbreaker.

Siganmu asked lazily behind him: "That brat was you before? Why don't I remember when you were so disgusting?"

"This... I don't even know it." The young man put on the windbreaker, and there seemed to be a bottomless abyss in his eyes, separating him from the world. "I am just one of his countless unknown futures."

Before the purple smoke dissipated, Fei Shi heard the howling wind blowing towards his face.

He dodged subconsciously, and wanted to fight back with his backhand, but he stopped at the moment he saw the situation of the person in front of him clearly: "Zhongye?"

Zhong Yuanzhong did not answer him either.

The face of the orange-haired boy was covered with strange bloody lines at the moment, the black-red gravitational field around his body was strong and unknown, his pupils dilated sickly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was violent and cruel, but tears flowed silently from the corners of his eyes.

He has lost consciousness.

Fei Shi looked at those tearful eyes in a daze, and subconsciously withdrew his hand. The next moment, he was kicked in the chest by Chuya, and flew straight upside down. After passing through four or five buildings, he barely stopped, deeply Embedded in a huge marble wall, it caused smoke and dust to fill the air, and gravel splashed.

He frowned, and suddenly coughed up a big mouthful of blood. The red liquid merged into three or five streams and flowed down his cheeks, forming a stark contrast with his pale complexion at the moment.

After barely coughing twice, Fei Shi fell to the ground, before he had time to catch his breath, he suddenly raised his arms to block the next round of attacks, and called out: "Zhongye, calm down! I'm not that person!"

It was useless, the unconscious teenager just attacked frantically, unable to hear the sound of the outside world at all.

Fei Shi secretly felt troubled.

Zhongye's consciousness has collapsed, and his mind is scattered and unable to cohere. In this situation, using illusions will not help, and——

He gritted his teeth to block a blow that seemed to tear the air, and he clearly heard the sound of his arm bones cracking.

— there is no time at all!The attack mixed with gravity is too heavy!

But that didn't work. The corner of Chuya's mouth was bleeding, and he obviously couldn't last long.

Fei Shi frowned, constantly blocking and retreating in the violent fist and foot attacks mixed with supernatural powers, and fell into a passive state for a while.

This place is not far from the bar where he was resting last night. Not long after, a few of Zhongye's subordinates ran over from a distance. After seeing the situation clearly, they all panicked and called. I saw them shouting "Mr. Dazai".

He opened his eyes slightly, looked at Zhongya again, separated his leg with his hands, and arrived in front of the boy in an instant. After grabbing his clothes, he cast Flying Thunder God without a moment's hesitation, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared on his face. In front of the astonished Osamu Dazai.

——When Osamu Dazai fell into the water before, it was great to have the seal of the Flying Thunder God printed on him.

Such a thought flashed through Fei Shi's mind, he didn't even have time to check the surrounding situation, he only quickly stopped Chuya's movements, and shouted at Osamu Dazai: "Dazai!"

Osamu Dazai, who was still answering the phone, was only surprised for a moment before reacting quickly, his eyes flicked past the blood on Fei Shi's face, his eyes darkened, but his movements were not slow at all, and he immediately stretched out his hand toward Zhong .

A blue-white halo emerged, and the pattern on Chuya's face faded immediately.

His expression was blank, and he collapsed from strength, and was firmly embraced by Fei Shi.

The young man's slack eyesight slowly focused, and he could clearly see Fei Shi's peaceful face.

So, when he was still unconscious, a terrifying twisted murderous intent appeared in his eyes, he grabbed Fei Shi by the collar, and roared hoarsely: "You bastard... I'm going to kill you!" !"

Osamu Dazai frowned: "Hey, Chuya—"

"Zhong Ye." Fei Shi held onto Zhong Ye's hand, his expression remained calm, and his blue eyes slowly turned red.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned suddenly, and then his eyes slowly widened, he guessed the truth but couldn't believe it: "You are..."

"It's me, that person has already left." Fei Shi raised his hand to press his hat, his brows and eyes slightly loosened, "It's a good thing you didn't lose your body, Mr. Hat."

The familiar titles that only each other knows are like a booster, and the big stone in Chuya's heart finally falls to the ground.

His eyes blurred for a while, he clenched Fei Shi's clothes tightly in fear, and moved his lips to say something, but his body, which was already at the end of its strength, couldn't hold on at all, and he passed out when his eyes darkened.

His forehead hit Fei Shi's chest.

Fei Shi immediately took a slight breath, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Osamu Dazai stepped forward in silence, pulled Fei Shi's clothes out of Nakaya's hands brutally, then threw him to the ground without looking at him.

There was a trace of helplessness in Fei Shi's eyes.

"Sir, is the injury serious?" Osamu Dazai worriedly stepped forward to support him.

Fei Shi's eyes darkened, he raised his hand to stop his movement, and his breathing was a little short: "Don't come over."

Osamu Dazai's outstretched hand froze, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Fei Shi leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the ground, looked up at him, with a weak expression: "Don't think too much, it's just that [Disqualification in the World] is not very good for me, and it may make my situation worse .”

He gasped and coughed twice: "Sorry."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes slowly, and after a while, he said softly: "It's okay. It should be like this."

He knelt down beside Fei Shi, his breath seemed a little depressed.

Fei Shi sighed lightly.

Only then did he have time to look around, and found that this place seemed to be an office, but there were no outsiders except them, so he couldn't help but relax slightly.

After all, if he wants to continue to survive in this world, it is better not to reveal his identity, especially not to the port mafia behind Osamu Dazai.

Mafia like Vongola who can save the world is only one example, Mori Ogai is not like Sawada Tsunayoshi who is a good young man in society who can help children who fall down.

Osamu Dazai didn't care about Fei Shi's sizing at all, he just looked down at his injury with an indistinguishable expression: "Such a serious injury... I dare not even breathe hard, maybe my ribs are broken?"

Fei Shi, who had been breathing cautiously, nodded, raised his hand and lightly pressed his chest, his face became paler and frightening: "I was kicked and broke three—no, four ribs, and the attack with gravity is really not to be underestimated."

He straightened his lips, and a warm green light came out of his palm. He began to treat the obvious injury on his forehead first, staring at a little bit in the air and frowning slightly.

Osamu Dazai stared at him silently. After a while, he got up and took two steps, and answered the phone that had been ringing non-stop since just now: "The little dwarf is here with me."

"Well, it's all right, let them go back to the headquarters. A few people, take this guy away."

"Bring me some trauma and painkillers, and breakfast..."

He paused for a while, his tone was loose: "Block all news about that boy, and don't let anyone know except those present."

Fei Shi's eyes moved.

Osamu Dazai hung up the phone at this time, turned around and knelt down next to him again, hesitated for a moment, and raised his hand to cover the clothes around his heart.

His fingertips were cold, and his voice was low: "What else do you need, sir?"

"...No, I don't need it for now." Fei Shi paused before shaking his head.

The subordinates who came to deliver medicine to Osamu Dazai rushed over before Chuya's subordinates. After all, the boss is a suicidal maniac, so this kind of thing is naturally a regular item.

Osamu Dazai handed the medicine to Feishi, and wanted to find some bandages that he never lacked for him to wrap up, but Feishi looked at the sky outside, but put away the medicine.

Before he said anything, Osamu Dazai noticed his intention in an instant: "Do you still want to take that boring exam when you are so injured?"

His voice was a little unsteady, and he tightly grabbed Fei Shi's arm.

Fei Shi immediately let out a "hiss" in response.

Dazai quickly let go, feeling a little at a loss: "Does it hurt? Sure enough, you should go to the hospital—"

"No, don't worry about it." Fei Shi took a quick breath and waved his hand at him, "This injury is nothing to me."

If there is Baihao's technique, this level of injury can be cured in just a few seconds.

He touched his smooth forehead and sighed secretly.

After staying in a peaceful world for a long time, I didn't store chakra at all at ordinary times, and I was simply out of control.

...If Tobima found out, he would definitely frown and reprimand him severely.

Fei Shi thought, his brows and eyes became peaceful unconsciously.

He wandered off for a while, rested for a while, then stood up again when his face was still pale, and turned to look at Osamu Dazai, who had dark eyes and obviously disapproved.

The delicate eyebrows softened slightly, the cherry-haired boy raised his hand, and patted Osamu Dazai on the back lightly: "Thank you."

Osamu Dazai frowned, his face was almost as pale as Fei Shi, and he stretched out his hand to him as if to persuade him: "No, sir, your physical condition is really—"

Before finishing speaking, Fei Shi suddenly disappeared in place.

Osamu Dazai put down his hand stiffly, and stared silently at the place where Fei Shi was standing for a while, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Suddenly, he heard a small sound behind him.

"Mr. Qing..."

The comatose teenager murmured deliriously, with an almost uneasy expression on his face.

Dazai lowered his head slightly.

"why are you?"

He didn't care whether the people in a coma could hear him or not, he just asked in a calm to weird tone, turned around slowly, revealing those eyes full of murderous intent without any concealment, making people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts when they saw it .

"...It's just you, an unpleasant slug, it really makes people angry."

As he said this, the fake smile on his lips slowly became distorted, his pupils dilated, and he looked like a ghost from hell.

"I'm going to defect anyway, so I might as well kill you."

"—How is it, Chuya?"