Canary of the gods

The person in charge of the gallery was annoyed.

He said why a temple repairer suddenly wanted to terminate the contract with the gallery, it turned out that someone pried their corner!

He was about to roll up his sleeves and fight the opponent for [-] rounds, but his mind suddenly went blank, and he forgot everything he wanted to say just now.

"Huh?" He looked at the phone page that lit up in his hand, and thought about it for a while, "What was I going to do just now..."

At this time, the gallery owner hurried over, "How about the matter that asked you to contact Mr. Hanoi?"

The person in charge of the call was taken aback.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the owner of the gallery frowned, and made a very unhappy face, "Didn't you tell Mr. Hanoi to come to the gallery to discuss the solo exhibition? Why are you staring blankly? You forgot about such a trivial matter." gone?"

After being reminded, the person in charge of the call remembered what he was going to do with the phone just now.

He slapped his head in frustration, and hurriedly said to the gallery owner, "I'll contact Mr. Hanoi right away!"

After Osamu Dazai said those inexplicable words, Ji Yiyi broke away from Osamu Dazai, snatched the phone and hung up, and by the way, the gallery's records and memories about himself were washed away, and even the cooperation agreement they signed was also cleared Lost.

Osamu Dazai glanced at the two paintings that suddenly appeared in the living room, but he didn't know what Yijijiu had done.Putting his hands in his coat pockets, he said with emotion: "This is simply cheating."

Impatient interpersonal relationships can be easily resolved by using supernatural powers. No wonder he has such a withdrawn and always dissociated personality.

A priest did not say a word, returned the money for selling the paintings, and then sent the two paintings back into the studio with supernatural powers.

Osamu Dazai watched the two paintings floating into the room at the end of the second floor, and suddenly said: "The strange thing is, among the three people who bought the paintings, only Mr. Fujikawa encountered such a thing, and the other two lived normally. So in the end it's..."

As he was talking, he turned his head and saw that a monk had already put on his satchel and was walking towards the entrance, as if he was about to go out.

Dazai Osamu followed up like a child, "Just now Kunikida-kun called to say that Mr. Fujikawa has been transferred from the intensive care unit to the general ward. Although the effect of anesthesia has not passed, but since By the time I drive to the hospital, I should be almost awake."

"..."

A temple monk put on his mask and shoes and was ready to go out.

Osamu Dazai walked behind him one step behind him, and followed him to the garage.

Ji Yijiu's hand, which was about to open the car door, stopped suddenly. He looked at Dazai Osamu who opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, closed the door, and fastened his seat belt in one go, and was speechless for a while.

Seeing that he didn't move, Osamu Dazai asked suspiciously, "What is Mr. Xiu doing standing there?"

"..."

His temples were throbbing, and he said irritably, "Why are you following me?"

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, "I'm going to the hospital too, anyway, I'm on the way anyway, please ask Mr. Xiu to give me a ride."

A temple cultivator: "..." Do you know that your familiar and natural appearance really deserves a beating?

If it weren't for his power to be ineffective against this guy...

"Are you thinking 'if this guy wasn't able to negate my supernatural ability, I would definitely throw him out'?" Osamu Dazai said with a playful smile while lying on the dashboard.

A temple did not respond immediately, but opened the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

"Why do you think so?"

He leaned over, grabbed Osamu Dazai by the neck, and said viciously, "I'll chop you up and flush you down the sewer."

"Oh, I made a mistake, please forgive me." Saying so, Osamu Dazai raised his hands in a look of "I surrender".But there was no trace of nervousness or fear on his face, and his attitude was as perfunctory as when he saw a three-year-old child waving a toy sword and saying that he would "defeat the devil Dazai Osamu".

Ahhhhhhh what is the attitude of this bastard——

One temple monk was very upset and irritable.

Although it may be a bit dirty to do it yourself, once this guy dies, the invalidated supernatural ability should be useless, and it will only be a matter of one sentence for him to clean up.

After thinking this through, a temple repair raised his hand...

But Osamu Dazai grabbed his wrist as if he knew what he wanted to do.

"Xiu Jun." He said earnestly with sincere eyes, "Isn't it good for something like a bone chopping knife to be left quietly in the kitchen?"

Ji Yiyi did not speak, and was about to break his wrist directly, but Osamu Dazai immediately withdrew his hand.

At the same time as he let go, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and with a "clank", the sharp bone-chopping knife almost stuck to his neck and hit the back of the chair behind him.

At such a close distance, he seemed to be able to feel the chill emanating from the icy blade.Strands of black hair stood out on his long sand-coloured coat.

Dazai Osamu didn't change his face, and didn't even tremble his eyelashes, as if the knife that almost cut the aorta in his neck didn't exist at all.

He even sighed regretfully, and then said in a soft, dreamy tone, "Oh, if only I moved a little bit to the side."

"Really?" Ji Yiyi approached him, pressed his knees on the seat where Osamu Dazai was sitting, and pulled out the knife bit by bit from the back of the chair, as if with slow-motion special effects.

"I will fulfill you now."

The light reflected off the blade, and a bright streak of light appeared on Osamu Dazai's face.

He looked at the pair of light golden eyes that reflected his figure like a mirror, which was close at hand, and felt peaceful for a moment.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes at some point, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, quietly waiting for a priest to make a move.

But the expected pain did not subside for a long time. Knowing that he would not die, Osamu Dazai raised his eyes, "What's wrong? Mr. Xiu doesn't want to do anything?"

One Sixiu gave a quick "hmm", threw the knife back into the kitchen with his supernatural power, and then sat back in the driver's seat, put on his seat belt, and closed the car door.

"For a guy with an empty heart like you, living is the greatest punishment." A priest said flatly, and drove the car out of the garage.

Osamu Dazai put his elbows on the car door, turned his head and looked at him with a half-smile, "Oh? Just like Xiu-kun?"

A temple cultivator focused on driving without even looking at him.

Before, he was so nervous that blood would splatter on the spot in the next second, but after the car started, the atmosphere in the car eased a lot.It's just that this time didn't last long.

The car was stuck in the middle of the road, and a monk was restlessly tapping the steering wheel with his fingers.

The sound of the game's special effects, which is driven to the maximum, surrounds the car, stimulating a nerve called "reason" in Sixiu to become more and more tense, and it may be broken at any time.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Osamu Dazai didn't realize it, and flexibly manipulated the game character with his ten fingers to kill the enemy and break through the level.

It didn't matter if he played the game at its loudest, but he was startled and yelled about the dangers faced by the game characters, so that the veins on Si Xiu's forehead popped out one by one.

So letting this guy live is not a punishment for him, it is obviously a punishment for himself!Sure enough, it would be cleaner to chop him up!

"Oops! Dangerous danger!"

"I think you are the one who is in danger!!"

Ji Yiji finally couldn't take it anymore, he turned sideways and grabbed Osamu Dazai by the neck, shaking desperately.

Osamu Dazai was shaken dizzily, staring at his eyes.

He stretched out a finger with difficulty, and said, "Wait, wait a minute...I haven't, I haven't..."

A temple cultivator stopped and said indifferently, "Have you left any last words yet?"

Osamu Dazai grabbed his hand, coughed twice, took a breath, and felt that he was finally recovering, so he added the remaining words: "I haven't saved the file yet... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm going to clear the level sooner than you are doing!" It's gone!"

"Save you big-headed ghost! Go to hell, bastard!!!"

The sturdy big G suddenly vibrated on the road, and the car owners who were also stuck in the middle of the road cast strange glances.

Although there is no way to see anything through the window with the anti-spy film, but this does not prevent them from imagining the scene in the car.

Just when the car owners were cursing "shameless in broad daylight" and lamenting "rich people really know how to play", the traffic policeman with a livid face walked to the door of the big G car and knocked on the window "dong dong dong" .

I'm coming!

Passing pedestrians and car owners cast their eyes on the show one after another.

But who would have expected that after the car window was opened...huh?Why is it different from what they imagined?

"Asshole, I'm driving and you're playing games next to me

"Okay, okay, can't we find a place to drive later?"

"……Really?"

"Really, can you let me go now? There are many people watching outside, and I feel very embarrassed."

"Who told you to open the car window!"

"Cooperate with traffic police uncle..."

"Humph!"

Everyone: "..."

A temple repair ceased, and Osamu Dazai turned his head to look at the dull-looking traffic policeman, waved to him, and said politely, "Hello, what can I do?"

The traffic policeman, who came back to his senses, had a face that turned blue and red, like a palette of colors. It took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "... Pay attention to driving safety, don't fight on the road."

After finishing speaking, with a straight face, he mercilessly issued a ticket to them.

Osamu Dazai blinked, accepted the ticket calmly and apologized, clasped his hands together and begged for forgiveness: "I won't do it next time."

The onlookers suddenly had a sense of absurdity of "I've taken off my pants and you just show me this??"

It just so happened that the road was cleared at this time, and Osamu Dazai smiled and waved to everyone while closing the car window.And a temple repair started the car, and directly slapped the car exhaust on the faces of the people who watched the excitement, as if slapping him with a slap.