After being found out that he was acting mischievously with a shiny face

"who are you"

Nair's tone became cold, his eyelids were half drooped, and he looked lightly and bored at the unknown visitor in front of him in the shell of 'Chuya', with a dangerous gleam in his red eyes.

The other party just stared at his slightly red lips that were kissed, showing a little bit of regret.

"Whoever you see me is, I am who-" He stretched out his hand to touch the other party's lips that were glowing with water, but the other party turned his face away and avoided it.But he didn't stop there, instead he shifted his hand and caressed that delicate and beautiful face, "What's the matter, don't you like my face?"

Who knew that Nair didn't even give the other party a straight look, but just showed a sarcasm expression: "It's really ridiculous to say, Miscellaneous——Although it is against Chuya's face, it still imitates nondescript..."

He even raised the opponent's chin proactively, his slightly narrowed red eyes were full of mockery and disdain, and he didn't pay attention to the opponent at all, "You are nothing more than a fake fake—— "

-Doing such a thing against Chuya's face is really disgusting.

Zhong is also a god in the clouds, and he is only worthy of living in the quagmire of hell.

Thinking of this, his face darkened unconsciously. He looked around. Although every furnishings here was exactly the same as that of his apartment, when he looked closely, everything was full of disobedience. Illusion, and Dianqian, who pretended to be Zhongye, was the one who set up this illusion.

"Oh? I'm really interested when you say that. What's wrong? I should be pretending to be perfect..."

The other party evoked a wicked smile, those cold blue eyes had turned into black like thick ink, those eyes that seemed to be able to absorb all the light sources of time just stared directly at each other like this Nair's seems to want to suck his soul out.

Neil pinched the opponent's chin and moved it left and right. Then he glanced at the opponent's face that was exactly the same as Zhongzhong, and couldn't pick out any difference at all. It seemed that he was tired of seeing that face. The son suddenly let go of his hand:

"The face is perfectly imitated, but the disgusting smell on the body can be smelled from a long distance...Why do you compare with Zhongye?"

The other party raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Do you value that man so much in your heart? Then I'll go and kill him right away. Will you see me in your eyes? Even if it's just hatred, your eyes , the most suitable for carrying such a taste, it seems that you..."

The other party's words paused for a while, and seeing Nair's face was extremely gloomy, and he was on guard like a threatened stone, he couldn't help showing a smile, and lowered his voice and said in a low voice,

"Yeah yeah...that's the emotion, anger...jealousy...hatred...that's what makes you real."

Nair originally didn't want to pay attention to the other party's crazy words, but as soon as he turned his face, he saw that the other party switched Chuya's face to Gilgamesh's at some point. This simple action instantly changed His anger rose to the max.

He directly pressed the opponent against the wall with his backhand. Under the huge impact, the opponent could still maintain that unchanged smile, looking straight at Nair, as if he couldn't feel the slightest pain. He muttered in his mouth: "Yes, yes, that's the color, it's so beautiful! Sure enough, compared to the face of Nakahara Chuya, Gilgamesh's face makes you more emotionally volatile ?"

Those hands pinched his neck mercilessly, and when he heard the sound of bone cracking, the man's neck instantly weakened and tilted to one side, and Nai's eyes were clearly reflected in those wide-eyed black eyes. That cold, heartless face.

That person has lost his vitality.

After getting this knowledge, Nair let go of his hands and was about to leave, but at this moment, the face of the other party changed drastically. In just a few seconds, it became a crossroad with black hair and black eyes. The appearance of a beautiful boy.

The broken bone healed spontaneously again, he showed a weird smile, and stretched out his hand to straighten his crooked head.

"Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

"So it's you, miscellaneous cultivator." He looked him up and down, "You really have a certain kind of attachment to me... just leaning in front of me again and again, what exactly do you want?"

The other party tilted his head and showed a weird smile. He put his slender index finger on his lower lip, and his black eyes were filled with ambiguous light, and he said in a low voice:

"What do you want... I want to fuck you, is that a reason?"

Overwhelming anger swept across the sky, and the beautiful boy at the crossroads nimbly dodged Nair's fatal blow and retreated a few meters away, but despite this, the lingering sword energy still cut a hole in his shirt, There was a bloodstain looming on the flesh-colored abdominal muscles inside. If it hadn't been for dodging in time, it might not be just a simple bloodstain.

"Nell is so fierce...but I like it!" The man still said provocative words without fear of death.

Nair remained silent and did not refute his words, but the attacks in his hands became more concentrated and violent, and his moves were fatal, while the beautiful boy at the crossroads was like a slippery eel, dodging left and right, and would not counterattack the opponent's attack , pulling the opponent's movements like a game of cat and mouse.

The room was already messed up under Nair's attack, but Nair was not worried at all, because he now clearly realized that this ghostly place is an illusion, as long as the person in front of him is killed, the one created by him will be destroyed. The illusion will also disappear naturally.

Nair swung his sword and jumped in front of the beautiful boy in black. He feinted a blow and pretended to swing towards his waist. When the opponent successfully defended, he immediately conjured a golden short sword in his left hand, and shot at the opponent. When he couldn't dodge in time, it stabbed straight into his heart, and then mercilessly pulled out the dagger that was still stained red with blood.

In an instant, the warm blood splashed on his face, and his indifferent eyes looked like a dead thing, like a messenger from the underworld, which made people tremble with fear.

The beautiful boy in black lowered his head in astonishment and touched the wound on his chest. His white palms were immediately stained with his own blood. An inexplicable excitement flashed from his eyes, and he actually put his hand on his mouth. , under the watchful eyes of Nair, he licked it lightly, those black hole-like pupils stared closely at Nair's face, as if he didn't want to miss every momentary change on his face.

The scarlet tongue swept over the blood on the palm of his hand, giving Neil the illusion that what this person licked was not blood, but him.

This realization made Neil even more unhappy.

"Long Jie, my name is Long Jie." The handsome boy in black said in a wrong tone.

"I don't have to remember a dead man's name," Nair responded coldly.

"No, you have to remember, because you will come to me..." the black-clothed boy said, his figure gradually became transparent, and disappeared in this illusion after a while, leaving only a faint smile on his face. "I'll wait for you at Liudong Temple."

- It's Liudong Temple again....

After the beautiful boy in black who called himself Ryusuke disappeared in front of Nair, the illusion disappeared suddenly, and the surroundings became the appearance of the outside of Nair's apartment, and he was standing outside the door of his apartment, in the wide and empty corridor There was no one there but himself.

At this moment, the door of the apartment opened.

Osamu Dazai, who has turned back into an adult body, stretched his body, and only wrapped a white towel around his waist. Unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai, who usually looks thin and weak, has a honey-colored strong chest with abdominal muscles on top of his abdomen. There was an inexplicable watery glow above it.

He looked at the knife in Neil's hand. The silver blade was blood-red, and the tip of the knife was dripping with blood. His handsome face was covered with other people's blood. He looked like the reincarnated Shura. generally.

"Mr. Nair...? Are you back?" Dazai Osamu was a little stunned.

At this moment, Chuya appeared on Osamu Dazai wearing a white bathrobe, he was wiping his very wet orange hair with a towel in his hand, he was a little stunned when he saw Neil like this, Then immediately asked with concern:

"what happened to you?"

But Nair didn't answer his words right away, his eyes kept turning back and forth between Chuya and Dazai Osamu, and an inexplicable light flashed in his red eyes, "Are you...?"

-Could it be a coincidence that he came back, disturbing something?

Chuya lowered his head to look at himself, then turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, he didn't know what he thought of suddenly, his fair face was instantly stained with blush, and there was embarrassment in his cold blue eyes Appeared, he quickly waved his hands, and stammered: "No...it's not what you think, nothing happened between me and this mackerel!"

Nair just raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"

The author has something to say: Do you think this is a reincarnation? In Chapter 3 (if I remember correctly) Nair said to Shining, I want to *you*