One hour in the life of a superhuman

It was only nine hours from the start of the episode of "You will die if you don't gossip" to the end of get out of class. Yokohama is no longer the Yokohama I remembered.

Simple railings were built on both sides of the road to block the flow of people. There were lights and festoons nearby, and someone set up a basket on a high place to scatter flower petals down. A large float walked on the road at a slow speed, and the tweeter chanted the slogan three times and then began to sing .

"The scissors of love go round and round!"

"Cut you until you look like a bald man!"

"But I'm afraid to cut my hair just for a moment"

"In a blink of an eye, I'm covered in blood!"

The male voice was screaming hoarsely, not like singing, but as if he was being tortured.

The occasional chords have no emotion at all, not even a tune, more like a reading.

Put it in the disc, it is absolutely impossible to sell a single one, oh, if it is produced by the mafia, probably holding a weapon to the head of the person, some people will pay for it without tears.

Fortunately, they are entering the laundry, cutting and blowing shop, not the entertainment industry. I guess they will accidentally smash the TV with force.

And based on the lyrics, anyone who can go to Hong Kong and Hei Na to get their hair cut by name must be from the Death Squad!

Be popular or die!

If you become a headless ghost in the future, can you look for Hong Kong gangsters to claim your life?

In addition, if you can be troublesome, don't take the free train to find a psychic who can see ghosts called "Noritsu Reita" for help, it will become my trouble in the end.

However, I still feel that there is something wrong with the port mafia. Would a normal mafia pretend to be the masses and hack themselves hoarsely and spare no effort?

When I just teleported here, Yichayan thought it was the people of Yokohama who finally could not stand the rule of the dark forces. In the lead charge of the "No Gossip Will Die" column, they were liberated physically and mentally, holding a wig to the famous The impact of the "Hong Kong black" mountains.

He vowed to turn the civilians into wolves, to act like a domineering and stomp their heads and laugh wildly.

But when I stand here, I realize that this is not the case, and telepathy tells me that everything can be reversed.

The man in black who shouted the loudest and hardest-working slogans on the float is actually a subordinate of Hong Kong Hei. His sweaty appearance is not because he sweats because of exercise, but because he seems to be playing drums in his heart.【 Although it is the order of the boss, is it really good to blacken your own organization?I won't be silenced afterwards. 】

On the other side, the woman B in a suit with a wig dancing cheerleadingly said, 【Is this what Hong Kong gangsters do?It feels like the dream of holding tons of wooden warehouses has been shattered. 】

...I don't understand at all, are these mafias all smart?

In this regard, I only know of one international organization. Although it is a mafia organization, it uses the name of wine as its code name, but it is full of fake wine, and there is only one bottle of real wine.

In this regard, the Japanese organization should not move closer to the international organization. Do you want to integrate with this kind of organization?

Then everyone worked together, sang your team song "Scissors of Love Going Around", with a pair of small scissors in hand, and handed over Hong Kong blacks to the country?

Hey, hey, since I stood on the land of Yokohama, how many times have I complained?

But having said that, in my impression, I don't seem to have heard of the "Port Mafia" organization, but there are many gangsters who like to call it the "Longkou Group".

But that doesn't matter, and the truth is, it doesn't really matter to me how much the Port Mafia can free itself to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

I didn't come here for it, mainly because of my worry-free eldest son and my eldest daughter, who although I can take care of my younger siblings, I still don't want to have any real relationship with him at all.

I asked before I came to Yokohama. According to my Chinese teacher who loves literary giants, there is no such thing as Dazai Osamu’s literary giant in this world. "The pseudonym when it was written?

On the way, I also went to a bookstore. The masterpieces of the original writers have all changed their names and become the pen names they used to use.

This change startled me a little. I didn't plan to leave Yokohama until I figured it out.

However, what I didn't expect was that Hong Kong gangsters were so frantic.

After following the floats for a while, a group of men in suits rushed out, threw smoke/mist/bombs, and arrested people recklessly. This is obvious, Hong Kong black people.

Behind them, they wore police uniforms and began to maintain order, and also began to arrest people with handcuffs. They looked decent and seemed to be official personnel, but unexpectedly, under the telepathy, they were still Hong Kong black people.

...It's over, Yokohama is hopeless.

The two sides fought in a melee, but in fact they focused more on arresting people, and those who were arrested were not good people. It should be said that they were all kinds of spies in Yokohama. However, the people who didn't know the truth began to scream and run, and the scene was very chaotic.

In this background, I was still thinking about whether to run away, when suddenly someone grabbed my hand.

I was shocked, it was almost impossible for me not to notice it, because there was telepathy, of course, this should of course exclude the burning power, he didn't think at all, and he couldn't read his thoughts.

Is it another burning force?

I looked back while struggling, and in front of me was a tall man, 1.8 meters tall, about 20 years old, wearing a windbreaker, with bandages on his neck and hands, and a pair of black eyes staring at me curiously. Look, when you lower your head, it seems that you can hug me.

This damn tall monster.

Of course, if I want to grow taller, let alone 1.8 meters, I can grow even at 20 meters and [-], and I can try to break through the limit of the human body to [-] meters, but I have always maintained the Japanese average height in pursuit of ordinary people. height.

"Miss, it's very dangerous here." He bowed to me in a gentlemanly manner, but it was just a nonsense courtesy, because one of his hands was still firmly on mine.

Because I was afraid of being recognized, I not only changed my school uniform, but also wore a female appearance.

He obviously doesn't look very strong, but he can't break free. I don't dare to use too much force. Even if I use less force, I will be afraid of throwing him into the stratosphere, and the next day I went to " If you don't gossip, you will die" column, which can be called Weird Girl Marching into Leaping Frog.

Standing out was not my plan.

But the most important thing is that I found that I couldn't hear the voice of the man in front of me.

In the midst of this chaos, he raised his head, the breeze passed through his broken hair, and then sincerely sent an invitation to me, "This beautiful lady, do you want to die in love with me?"

...I found it, but do you want to see the iron rod under my skirt?

【The eldest son of Dazai】who does not die in love with a man.