[Comprehensive] My hair is all over the world

When Nakahara Zhong also thought that the thing in his hand was accidentally pulled off the head of an innocent passer-by by his ability, and it might even have warm fresh scalp tissue and blood on it, he felt bad all over.

Although he is a frightening cadre of Hong Kong gangsters, it is not that he has not been stained with blood, but it is the enemy, and he will never implicate innocent passers-by, so at this time he feels anxious and guilty.

It's all Dazai's fault for drinking.Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth fiercely, and with a sudden heart, he took what he thought was real hair and turned the motorcycle head back to look for the innocent passerby he injured, at least call an ambulance for the other person, and return the hair to him by the way.

As for whether the hair can be transplanted again, then...he tried his best.

However, what Zhong didn't know was that what the innocent passer-by he was talking about at this time didn't need an ambulance or some kind of hair transplant, but...

A 'Suxiao Jiuxin Pill'.

As the evening wind blows, I feel the coolness on my head go straight to the bottom of my heart through my scalp and brain, the chill pierces my bones and my heart.

Shota Sora covered his head and looked around for the first time, and found that there were almost no pedestrians on the small road where he was, even if there were, he was blinded by the strong wind brought by the supernatural ability just now, and hurriedly avoided.

Fortunately... luck in misfortune.

Sora Shota breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to think of a solution, he found that the motorcycle that caused the accident just now slowly fell to the ground and turned to drive towards him.In an instant, his heart stopped beating again.

All he could think about was whether the other party thought that he had caused a car accident and came back to crush him and destroy his body and traces.

Just when he was thinking wildly, the motorcycle was approaching quickly, and he could even see what the other person was carrying in his hand—yes, it was a black wig that could be faked.

With the light behind them, the people in the car were dressed in black again, so their faces could not be seen clearly.But Shota Sora could hear the other party yelling at him from a distance: "Hey, who... your hair! Are you still alive, promise!"

No!Scared to death!

Kong Maoxiang didn't wait for the other party to approach, he took advantage of the dim light on the small road to hide himself, and quickly pulled a strand of blue-purple hair from the back of his head.I saw a beautiful dark blue and purple light like the night sky flashing across the fingertips, and a tennis racket was transformed into a tennis racket in his hand.

"Deprivation of the five senses"! "

This is a supernatural power he got in a world where tennis can kill people. In exchange for helping Li Haida win the national competition, he pulled off his lock of hair from the head of the head of the opponent's tennis department, and Successfully obtained the opponent's tennis move, "deprivation of the five senses".

During the swing of the racket, the target's vision, hearing, touch, smell and taste are gradually deprived, so as to mentally crush the opponent and win.

Although it is not very scientific as a tennis move, it is perfectly suitable for use in the present.

In just a moment, Zhong Yuanzhong, who was riding a bicycle to return the hair, also found that he could neither see nor hear.Could it be that he was hallucinating after drinking, or that the brain nerves were corroded by alcohol, gradually affecting the sensitivity of the five senses?

However, when his sense of touch and smell disappeared all of a sudden, Zhong Yuan suddenly realized something was wrong.Oops, that must be a supernatural power!

It's a pity that he has completely lost the opportunity at this time, and the only remaining five senses are the sense of taste that is useless in battle. At that time, there was darkness and nothingness.

What's worse is that he is now on a speeding locomotive, without his five senses, he fell into blind driving in an instant, and his body could not feel the existence of the car at all. After a panic operation, he finally felt that he was driving the car. stopped.

But actually...

Sora Shota breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the figure planted on the wall of the alley, and hurriedly turned around and fled the scene, covering his head without even asking for a wig.

Fortunately, before he took a few steps, he found a black top hat on the ground.

Great, I really dozed off and handed the pillow to my hand, Shota Sora quickly picked it up and put it on his head, and ran all the way home, even forgetting to sit on the subway.

Wearing a black top hat and colorful fluttering hair, under the bright moonlight, the beautiful young man looks like an elf flying at night, or a mysterious and powerful magician performing on the stage of the whole city.

At this moment, he is elegant and beautiful like a dynamic landscape, and many passers-by are staring at him, and even couldn't help picking up their mobile phones to record this memorable moment.Unfortunately, the magician ran too fast, leaving only a sad afterimage on the phone.

However, what these melon eaters don't know is that the beautiful elf in their eyes, the powerful and mysterious magician, is actually ten thousand muddy horses galloping past, and his face is so black that it seems to drip ink.

He must have been retrograde recently.

You can meet such a cheating guy when you walk all night.

Of course, he still doesn't know that the culprit of all this is the glass of cocktail he made in the morning that was lit.It seemed that the causal loop finally fell on him.

After all, the ignorant are always happy.

At this time, Sora Hair Shota, who didn't know his happiness at all, suddenly had a strong desire to become stronger. Because the third dimension was busy, he hadn't gone to another world to find hair for a long time, and he hadn't acquired new abilities.

Thinking of this, Sora Hair Shota decided to take a trip to see the outside world at night, looking for the next strand of hair, and take a break, calm down the panic, and relax.

It's been so hard lately.

After finally getting home, Shota Sora threw himself on the sofa, his chest heaved, his heart was beating wildly in his chest, and he kept panting. This night was really exciting.

Fortunately, God still helped him. Although it was dangerous, he managed to keep his secret in the end.

Sora Hair Shota rested on the sofa for a while, no, it took a whole hour of rest before he recovered.He casually took off the black top hat on top of his head, put it in his hand and played with it a few times before realizing that the hat was not his, but one that came by the side of the road.

He looked down at the hat in his hand for a while, only to find that there was a name in the hat.

Sora Shota was a little surprised and carefully leaned under the light, and then he saw clearly that the owner of this hat was 【Rimbaud】.

"Write a lost and found one day, and return the hat to the other party." Sora Shota thought, threw the hat on the sofa, got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

I saw that he quickly cooked himself a bowl of watery noodles in clear soup, sprinkled with chopped green onion, and cracked an egg, which was already a very luxurious configuration.

When did it get down to this point?How did he, who has the ability to open a restaurant just after graduating from university, be reduced to this point?

Sho Sora thought about it too much, it seemed that it all started when he rented the house downstairs of the detective agency, and it was also the morning when he first met Osamu Dazai.

Forget it, don't want this guy.

Soon after eating noodles and taking a shower, Sora Shota lay down on the bed and started his journey of finding hair in another world.

I don't know what kind of world it will be this time, I hope it can be easier, he slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them the next second, he found himself standing at the gate of a high school in his school uniform.

——Private PK Gakuen High School.

Fortunately, it's not too difficult. It's probably a world similar to the setting of unscientific basketball, murder and tennis a few times ago.Kong Maoxiang breathed a sigh of relief, felt the general direction of his hair, and walked towards the school.

He looked around and found that this place seemed to be a very ordinary world. Except that all the students in this school seemed to like to dye their hair in different colors, it was no different from an ordinary high school.

His ability is very strange. Although he can automatically disguise his appearance and wear the same clothes as others, he is actually an outsider now, and he is not a real human being, just a spiritual body.

Sora Shota put his hands in his pockets, walking leisurely and seemingly aimlessly on the campus after class, but in fact the supernatural power in his brain has been guiding him.

But this guidance is not very precise, it only gives a rough range, but as long as he meets the target person within this range, he can feel it instantly.

If he was lucky enough, maybe he didn't need to look for it, and that person would appear in front of his eyes.

Just like now, when Shota Sora raised his head, he saw the target person who had just walked out of the teaching building, and his eyes met.

The other party has eye-catching rose-red hair, a strange hairpin that resembles an antenna receiver, and glasses with green lenses on the bridge of the nose.

Shota Sora: "..."

Qimu Nanxiong: "..."

This pair of old classmates who had just met during the day unexpectedly met again in another world miraculously.

The two fell off the horse at the same time again, and this time they didn't even leave their underwear, and they fell off completely.

……

Saiki Kusuo who has a full version of telepathy: Yay, it seems that I know something important.

Shota Sora: Don't ask, it means Mercury retrograde.