Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

In the early stage of the experiment, the person in charge put most of his attention on NH—that is, Chuya Nakahara.

Artificial man plus god, this combination sounds domineering, and it must be easy to do tasks, killing people invisible.

However, Osamu Dazai, who is the switch of the beast, has not received much attention.

What is the function of the switch?It is to calm down the opponent when the beast is rampant; is this ability very powerful?It's very powerful, but in this world without supernatural powers, it only targets one ability to work, and its versatility is not too strong.

During the time when he was so bored that he could only pretend to be asleep, Osamu Dazai carefully studied the memory fragments in his mind, trying to find more uses for his abilities.

But with the deepening of research, he discovered a frightening fact, that is, his ability does not seem to be simply eliminating abilities.

——It seems to me that everything can be decomposed?

Dazai was lost in thought.

If this ability is exposed, he won't be able to be a little transparent. Although he is not as good as the murder weapon next door, it is completely fine for him to be alone.

—but why should I be the first rafter?

So Osamu Dazai kept his ability a secret until now. This is a good card in his hand, and it would be meaningless if he didn't play it at a critical moment.

But now...

"You owe me a favor, remember?"

His hair was wet and dripping nutrient solution, Osamu Dazai stood in the shards of glass and didn't care about the cut on the sole of his foot.He wiped his face, walked to the can next door, and pressed his hand on it.

The composition of the nutrient solution can make the man-made sleep peacefully, but this light blue liquid has also become another form of sealing array, so that they can only be trapped in this can and be slaughtered.

But this can only restrain Osamu Dazai who doesn't know what his abilities are.

When he knows, the world will be dangerous(?)

There was only a "click" sound, and a spider web-like crack spread around his palm. In the blink of an eye, the complete nutrition tank became a colorful window pattern made of irregular pieces of broken glass.

"It's pretty pretty."

Osamu Dazai boasted himself, and found that the little fool soaked in the nutrient solution was falling to the bottom of the tank with his eyes lost.

"...Tsk."

Can't you just let me appreciate it a little more?

The art cell that I finally germinated will disappear from this world the next second after its birth. Sure enough, the tragedy is to destroy beautiful things for people to see.

He felt pity in his heart, but he kept working hard, hitting the shattered glass with one punch after another, until the joints of his fingers and palms were bloody and bloody, and only then did he break open a small hole.

The nutrient solution spewed out from the gap, Dazai Osamu, who was blowing air on the back of his hand, was caught off guard and his face was covered, and he turned around and ran away angrily.

When Sima Guang smashed the vat, the children didn't even see themselves soaked.

He pursed his mouth a little aggrieved, and showed his wound to Xueman.

——I was injured in order to save people.

--look.

There were no clothes for children in the shrine, so Yukiman asked Kikyo for a brand new yukata she had prepared at home, and temporarily cut a small outfit for the two, which could barely be worn.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was choked by the nutrient solution, was also placed next door. The child seemed to have brought out the habit of sleeping out of the can. After drying the nutrient solution, moving to another place, and changing clothes, he still did not wake up. .

Contrary to him, Osamu Dazai, who had been refreshed all the way, was sitting on a chair looking left and right, shaking his washed feet non-stop.

"Don't move."

Xueman brought the medical kit, and took out the alcohol and cotton swabs: "Your foot hurts more than your hand, and such a big piece of glass is embedded in the flesh, don't you feel any pain?"

With such a wound, I walked several steps, which made the glass piece embedded deeper and deeper, and it took a lot of effort to remove it.

"Of course it hurts, super painful."

Osamu Dazai looked pitiful that he was about to faint from pain: "So can we not disinfect and bandage the wound?"

"Of course not."

Xueman smiled lightly, he had long mastered various ways to deal with children, he had seen this kind of people wanting to divert attention a lot, and it was completely impossible to avoid dealing with them.

He unscrewed the alcohol and poured out a small cup, which stained the wound on Osamu Dazai's body after dealing with it.After the wound was stained with alcohol, it was burning pain, and the sleepy Tsunayoshi Sawada was completely dispelled by Dazai Osamu's continuous pain.

Tsuna: Did you do it on purpose?

Woke up at three o'clock in the morning when he was soundly asleep. He was sleep deprived with dead fish eyes and just wanted to hit someone.

"If it's wrapped like this, I won't be able to walk."

Osamu Dazai looked at his two being wrapped into rice dumplings, and stretched out his hand to Xueman: "Then I can only trouble you to carry me to the bed."

"Leave this kind of trivial matter to me." Tsuna stood up.

"How can I make Judaime do such a thing, I will do it." Prison Temple resolutely refused to back down.

The two argued for a long time, and when they looked back, Xueman had already hugged Osamu Dazai, and the young boy nestled in Xueman's arms was still making faces at the two of them.

——Slightly slightly slightly, I am mad at you.

Osamu Dazai, who was targeted by Tsunayoshi Sawada many times in a row - he forgot that he was the one who provoked first - the fire of vengeance in his heart was blazing. As the saying goes, a snake hits a seven-inch man and pokes his feet. Tsukishiro Yukiman, this man, It is the biggest weakness of the brown-haired man-eating rabbit.

Just when Osamu Dazai made a grimace and was in high spirits, Yukiman patted him on the back.

"Almost there."

There seems to be a gap of more than ten years in the age of these two people, but they are really on the same level when they are childish.

"Did I do anything?"

Osamu Dazai is very well-behaved: "I'm just saying goodbye to brother Agang."

He waved his right hand like a blessing, and when he smiled, he was a veritable little angel in the world.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was stimulated by this angel's smile, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning to both sides, and the level of "kindness" reached a new level.

Seeing this smile, Guiji's scalp became numb, and he stopped in front of Tsunakichi, and kept persuading Judaime not to care about this kind of slippery brat.

The last time Judaimu laughed like this was when he beat Bai Lan violently, but it turned out that Bai Lan was beaten up by Peng Lie Judaimu all over the place.

This statement is a bit exaggerated, but it can accurately point out the degree of danger in Tsuna's state.

"Of course I wouldn't argue with a child."

But, isn't he a child?

Sawada Tsunayoshi stroked the Dakong Jie and did not speak for a long time.

The Holy Grail War ended in a hurry 15 years ago, leaving countless messes, and many forces took advantage of the troubled waters. Perhaps it was at that time that the production method of artificial humans came out and came into the hands of ordinary people.

According to the data, the two artificial humans in front of them were put into experiments about 12 years ago, but the exact time of manufacture is unknown.

They are also rare exceptions that survived the original numbering.

"But even if Brother Ah Gang said so, I still look like I'm only five years old."

Osamu Dazai held the spoon, and put the fragrant fried rice into his mouth. There was also a plate of cut meat steaks in front of him, the size was suitable for him to swallow in one gulp.

This is a nutritious meal specially made by Xueman for the children. Others eat a big pot of rice, which is not delicate and cute at all.

"Don't call me brother." Sawada Tsunakichi said indifferently.

"Yes Sawada, good Sawada."

Osamu Dazai fulfilled Tsunayoshi's wish in a second, and he found that when the equation of [Tsukishiro Yukiman is friendly to me = Sawada Tsunayoshi jumped in anger] was established, he felt refreshed .

Even the wound doesn't hurt that much anymore.

Yuji pulled down the corner of Tsunakichi's clothes on the table, and advised Judaime not to get too excited.

Osamu Dazai guessed these small movements and gave them a polite smile.

——How could he not see that he was despised by others?

——However, what does this have to do with me begging Xueman for a hug.

He sneered in his heart, and looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan who was sitting opposite him, who had a small face, and was eating the children's meal in front of him seriously.

This posture of wanting to eat every grain of rice...

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched, don't you think you are too obsessed with food?

Although it is indeed delicious.

"Chuya, let's go find Miss Kikyo after dinner."

He called the other person's name familiarly, as if he had known each other for many years.

Zhong Yuanzhong also chewed and swallowed what was in his mouth before raising his head: "No." He refused.

"Why not~" Dazai said and turned three corners, "Go, go, it's too boring to stay in the house."

"I am not interested."

Chuya Chuya's indifference was quite obvious: "I still have things to do."

"It would be a pity if we went to study with Mr. Xueman. Someone is visiting him today, so we can't disturb him casually."

He shrugged his shoulders pretending to be helpless, and pretended to be an adult so cute that he exploded.

Obviously, none of the people who ate here were attracted by him.

The orange-haired toddler didn't hold back his disgusted face, and leaned back slightly, as if avoiding something dirty.

"... You hurt me a little bit like this." Osamu Dazai covered his face in great sadness, and let out a realistic sob, "Aren't we good brothers who share weal and woe?"

And I saved you too, is this your attitude towards the savior?

Osamu Dazai raised his chin with arrogance, threatening to repay his kindness.

Chuya Nakahara instantly understood Dazai Osamu's hidden words, frowned impatiently, and tapped his fingertips on the table.

He had previously persuaded himself that the black curly hair in front of him was not the "mackerel" reflected in the memory fragments. The person in his memory was always hovering on the verge of death, and his irritating level was even better.

The feeling in front of me can be rescued, and I can't just do it casually.

Now it seems that there is no difference, the two are equally untidy.

"Are you going to fight?"

Nakaya stretched out his fist at Osamu Dazai, then flipped his little hand, and clicked twice with his thumb on the ground.

International provocative gestures were shown, and the war was about to break out.

The author has something to say: Dazai: You don’t like me and I don’t like you either, you like me and I don’t like you either, anyway, I just don’t like you, a little bit.

Zhongye: Do you call directly or go through the process (seriously.jpg

Chuya in Wenyeli can be said to be a gangster in Hong Kong, ah no, Yokohama has a conscience, everyone else is beating up Yokohama, only he is beating up people in Yokohama.