[Comprehensive] My hair is all over the world

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Zhong Yuan, who was a little embarrassed and guilty, put down his phone and didn't want to go down to get takeaway by himself.So he glanced at the two gatekeepers at the door, coughed and said, "Then who... either of you two can help me go downstairs and get a takeaway."

"Okay!" The two subordinates were shocked and rushed to answer.

"Hmm... Hurry up and come back." Zhong Yuanzhong also said and turned his feet back to the desk, raised his hand, took off the black top hat on his head and put it on the table, and returned to the sitting posture of the leisurely boss again, as if just now It wasn't him who was stupid.

Pretending that nothing happened, he is still the most feared cadre of Hong Kong gangsters, "Gravity Maker" Chuya Zhongyuan.

His ability is: "Dirty Sorrow", which can manipulate the direction and strength of gravity of objects, and is one of the most powerful abilities.In addition, I am a master of gymnastics. Although I am thin and small, my combat effectiveness is beyond the charts.

At this time, Shota Sora downstairs had no idea that the place where he delivered food was the headquarters building of the port mafia, and his guests were the most powerful cadres there.

Of course, he can't be blamed for this. Who would have thought that the circle of friends of a senior member of the Armed Detective Agency would be full of gangsters from Hong Kong, and the relationship between the two is still clearly opposed.

So Shota Sora is in a calm mood at the moment, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong, except that the security here is a little too cautious and looks like a mafia.

The sky was still so blue, the sea breeze was still so strong, and the ruthless whizzing past made him feel insecure, for fear that something would fly away from him.

Sora Hair Shota subconsciously raised his hand to cover his head tightly, and stabilized his hair, which made him feel better.

After hanging up the phone quickly, he didn't wait long before he finally saw a man in a black suit, white shirt and tie trotting out of the building in a hurry.

"Is it a food delivery?" The man walked up to him and asked.

Shota Sora nodded, "Are you here to help the leader get takeout?"

The man froze for a moment and then confirmed, "Yes, just give me the things."

"Okay, remember to serve the cocktail with ice cubes, I wish you a happy meal."

He ordered to pass the takeaway to the other party, and only after watching the man go in did he leave on his bicycle in peace.

The way back is downwind, which is much easier than when it was against the wind just now. It is almost the sea breeze that blows him forward, and he doesn't even need to step on the pedals.Wearing a pink safety helmet on his head also made him feel very safe. Only now did he finally have time to experience the beautiful scenery along the road by the sea.

The sparkling blue sea makes people feel open, and the bridge across the sea is majestic yet smooth and symmetrical.

Yokohama is really a very beautiful and comfortable seaside city to live in. Of course, apart from those troublesome supernatural beings and mafia organizations, he still likes it very much.

The sea breeze blows with a little salty smell. As an excellent chef, he is very sensitive to taste.But he didn't dislike the taste at all, and even liked it very much.It was the taste of freedom, as if only this moment was completely his own.

In this strange Yokohama, in such an unusual world, he has been trying hard to adapt.

But no matter how he pretends to be nonchalant on the surface, he is still full of loneliness and alienation in his heart with an unspeakable secret.

The pink bicycle is speeding on the road, and the colorful hair is flying in the air. Not only does it not look unorthodox, but it looks like a dreamy color in the sun, which attracts the attention of passers-by, and there is an urge to dye their hair in their hearts. .

Suddenly, Sora Shota, who was riding a bicycle to enjoy the scenery along the road, accidentally caught a glimpse of a striking rose-red haired head on the sidewalk. There was a strange antenna-like hairpin on that head, and that person was wearing glasses with green lenses.Red and green, that is a more eye-catching and dazzling color than him.

Sora Shota stopped the car, and that person happened to look over, his eyes met, and he finally confirmed that the other person turned out to be his college classmate Kusuo Saiki.

……

The location returned to the top floor of the Ganghei Building again. In the office with a wide view, Zhong Yuanzhong, who got the takeaway, also struggled while looking at the tempting food on the table.

Do you want to eat, eat, or not eat.

It stands to reason that if you order takeaway, you just want to eat.But for some reason, when he thought of the business that Dazai was advertising, he fell into hesitation and entanglement.I didn't think too much about it when I ordered it, I was just curious, but when I ordered it, I encountered difficulties again.

It's no wonder he thinks too much, as long as his partner has something to do with Dazai for so many years, nothing good will happen.This person has an extremely bad personality and always likes to trick him.With a smart mind, he can always see through everything and calculate everything, and he can't help him at all.

The steak on the table exudes a seductive aroma, and in the glass next to it, the sea blue and lavender cocktail is even more eye-catching under the refraction of the ice cubes, full of mystery, and I want people to find out.

Zhong Yuanzhong also swallowed, and slowly picked up the cup.

How about a drink?

Finally unable to resist the desire in his heart, Zhong Ye, who likes all kinds of wine, took a sip carefully along the rim of the glass, and then...

Then he went to heaven.

Qiongye Yulu is nothing more than that, of course, he doesn't know what Qiongye Yulu is, he only knows that the moment the wine is drunk, his brain explodes instantly, and he seems to see heaven, and he is ecstatic.

How could it be so simple to be drunk by Sora Hair Shota?

It's so wonderful that ordinary people can't hold it, let alone wine lovers.

On the other hand, Sora Hair Shota has no idea how lethal the cocktails he concocted with his abilities are. After all, this is his first time making alcohol, so he has no idea about it.In his impression, his ability is to make the food more delicious, and the wine should just taste better than ordinary ones.

So he put this matter behind him with great reassurance. At this moment, he was sitting in the cafe downstairs of his restaurant, chatting with his old classmates whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Saiki Kusuo, who is in the same grade and major as him, is usually very low-key and has few friends.But Shota Sora knows that the other party is extremely smart. If he shows his true strength in every exam, his first place in the grade may not be guaranteed.And he also knows that the other party has the same ability as him, and even has the same ability as him that can use multiple abilities.

As for why he would know, because he has no friends either.And two people who have no friends will always attract each other in the dark, and they will always meet together by coincidence, and even the vests that were deliberately covered tightly will fall off together on the spot.

However, this is just the opinion of the two of them.God knows how many girls want to be friends with them in school.

"Long time no see, Kusuo." Sora Shota said after taking a sip of his latte.

For this brother who fell off the horse together, he was rarely relaxed.Everyone should understand this subtle state of mind, just like being honest with someone in the bathroom without feeling awkward.

In short, seeing the other party Sora Shota was a little bit embarrassed again. It hasn't been long since he graduated from university, but he has encountered too many things recently, which makes him feel like a world away.

"Ah, long time no see." Saiki Kusuo focused on the coffee pudding in his hand, and said again after a while: "I still like what you made."

"My restaurant was smashed."

"It's okay, we can teleport to your house."

"I don't have materials at home."

"You can buy it."

"I'm out of money."

"Ah, I don't have any money either."

Saiki Kusuo recognized this fact very sadly. His power in this world was suppressed, and he wanted to use the "equivalent exchange" to exchange the ability of bartering for the materials for making coffee jelly. The cooling time of the CD made him probably until tomorrow I can't even eat it.

And the reason why he has no money is because he is not from this world at all. After graduating from university, he spends most of his time at his home in another world, and the currencies in the two places are not in circulation.

But Shota Sora doesn’t know about these things, just like Saiki doesn’t know that the opposite soul is from another world, and of course he doesn’t know what his real abilities are, thinking that he is the same as himself, born with various abilities. ability.

At this time, the two people who complained to each other about having no money sat in the coffee shop and drank coffee leisurely for the whole afternoon.

When leaving the checkout, Saiki Kusuo was very reluctant. He liked this place very much, not only because in this world of supernatural powers, his super powers were no longer a strange existence, but also because his powers were suppressed, allowing him to live The life of the 'ordinary man', no longer disturbed by passive "telepathy", is forced to listen to the voices of others that he does not want to hear.

"Yeah, thank you for the hospitality, then I'll take a step ahead."

When the two were about to walk to the cashier, Saiki Kusuo suddenly thanked him politely, and then teleported away into the coffee shop in the next second.

Shota Sora: "..."

When did he say he was going to have a treat?

At this moment, he touched the few coins left in his trousers pocket, and someone could only look at the coffee shop owner embarrassedly and said, "Can I get credit first? I will pay you back when the detective agency gives me the compensation."

The boss is a kind and elderly uncle, he smiled very indifferently and said: "It's okay, I will invite you today."

He was very sympathetic to this young man who was affected by the detective agency on the first day of opening, and he could help if he could.

"Ah, thank you so much, boss." Shota Sora showed a big smile, this boss is really a good person, after all, Dazai didn't get angry after he got credit for half a year.

A few minutes later, when the owner of the farewell coffee shop was walking alone on the street, the sky was already dark, and there were few pedestrians on the road.

As Sora Hair Shota was walking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

I don't know when there was a strange roar of a locomotive in the distance. It was said that it was strange because the sound did not come from the road, but from the sky.

Whose motorcycle is driven in the sky?

But in the next second, he actually saw a red locomotive speeding in the sky. Not only that, the whole car, including the black shadow of the rider, was wrapped in dark red light, with a mysterious and powerful aura.

Wait, so unscientific must be a supernatural power, right? !

But are all the supernatural beings in this world so arrogant? Ordinary people must have a hard time living here.

Just when Sora Hair Shota was in a daze, the dangerous locomotive galloped towards him with a strong wind.

No, to be precise, it flew over. Without the resistance of the ground, the locomotive was like a monster that devoured people, making his hairs stand on end.

Fortunately, the man seemed to have finally noticed him, an innocent passer-by, and the locomotive rushed forward again just one centimeter above his head.

Day, this man must be drunk driving! !

Sora Hair Shota covered his head violently, but the next second he was stunned, the feeling was wrong...

On the other side of the locomotive, Zhong Yuan Zhong, who had been driving all day and night after drinking a glass of cocktail, only felt something flying towards the back of his head.

So when he turned around, his face was covered by a black shadow-like thing.

Whoa, what the hell.

Zhong Ye, who was in a high state, pulled down violently, looked down, and woke up from the alcohol in an instant.

Could it be that he accidentally forcibly pulled out the hair of a passer-by? !