One hour in the life of a superhuman

Most of the wounds on my body are scars caused by spells. It looks a bit like burns, but there are no air bubbles. My personal recovery ability itself is many times higher than that of ordinary people. It’s almost healed after just this time. But the new skin is still different in color from normal skin.

I treated it a little bit, and there was no sign of injury at all.

I observed it with the "clairvoyance", and the robot was still conscientiously following the program settings in class, and it seemed that it did not reveal its secrets.

I don't plan to go back to replace him, and I don't plan to teleport back. Now the surveillance level of Alice Academy must have reached the highest level. Those weird Alice (superpowers) have to be guarded against, but mainly the new one The world, a completely unknown ability system, for the sake of safety, it is better to stay still.

Anyway, there are Reita Toritsu and Shinryu Reimu, the only problem is that neither of them seems very reliable.

I plan to complete plan two first.

Turning around, Qi Munanzi, who hadn't appeared for a long time, came out again. It was still the usual non-mainstream style, but it was a new one. The skirts were all hearts and poker patterns, and the fabric was better than the original one. Not much, the position below the arms and knees was exposed, and I smeared it on my face. It looks a little different from the previous appearance, but if it is the kind of iron-clad target that is the female version of me, then it will definitely be recognized. from.

Hey, after the fusion of the world, apart from acting, my makeup skills have gone from zero to professional.

I found that since the fusion of the worlds, everyone else has lit up superpower skill points. For example, literary giants who could not see monsters before can see them, but only me, what kind of acting beauty is lit up.

The music coming from downstairs was a new song from Backstreet Girls.

... I wouldn't be an idol even if I combined all these skills.

After shaking my head and shaking the horrible picture to pieces, I started my plan.

I teleported to Bodo, which is my usual teleportation point, a small alley that no one passes by, but now it is equipped with surveillance.

Last time, although I prevented Osamu Dazai from digging up clues about me from Hakata’s intelligence house in time, the dessert shop I often went to was still exposed. Two monitors were installed, corresponding to Peng Lie and The port mafia, on the contrary, the armed detective agency did not come all the way to install surveillance, but sold the information to the two of them.

But the main reason is that the Armed Detective Agency does not have enough manpower.

I didn't care about the monitoring, all I wanted was the evidence of my appearance in Bodo. Although the time was wrong, I didn't have any injuries on my body, and the cat in Alice Academy was full of scars.

It seems a bit too coincidental, but it is also part of my plan.

If everything is perfect, it will be difficult for me to blame myself from one person to a team.

It definitely doesn't mean that I still plan to take the opportunity to eat dessert, although today is also Friday, which happens to be the girls' half discount day.

Bodo was as chaotic as ever. As soon as I walked out of the alley, I heard an ambulance dragging a person away, and a passerby next to me was gossiping about another murder by a murderer.

But after a while, he began to gossip about the woman passing by, "This woman is on time."

I glanced at a woman with blond hair standing on the side of the road, wearing a red pleated skirt, a shirt and a yellow vest on the upper body, very slender, revealing a pair of black body stockings, stepping on red high heels.

At first glance, it is absolutely difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

But because of my perspective, it only takes three seconds to see his physical characteristics through his clothes. Of course, even though the other party has been treated with a scarf, I can also distinguish through his Adam's apple, and it doesn't have to be three ways , is definitely a normal and normal male who is different from the "backstreet girl".

Hey, this is the legendary true women's clothing boss.

Hearing what those passers-by said, the other party gave them a middle finger.

I didn't care about him. To be honest, this kind of personal hobby is my own and has nothing to do with others. As long as the other party does not affect others, no one can blame it.

I still plan to enjoy my coffee jelly in Hakata while everyone is in Alice Academy.

Of course, this is definitely not my main plan.

I opened the door and haven't been here for a while, but the proprietress in the store still knows me. She leaned on the counter and greeted me, "Chestnut sauce, it's been a long time!"

Due to the characteristics of this place in Hakata, I have been using the pseudonym Iguchi Chestnut here instead of Saiki Kusuko. It’s a blessing. The surname Saiki is also quite bad, but a little relationship can make Dazai Osamu and the others bite Don't let it go, so it's better not to get involved in the relationship from any angle.

"Recently there was a handsome guy asking about chestnut jam." The proprietress blinked at me ambiguously.

"What do you look like?" I asked as I looked around. I saw some familiar faces. They were from the Port Mafia and Vongola. I don't know if they have shifts. It does not count as a work injury.

The proprietress recalled, "He is a handsome guy with a bandage on his body, but if it weren't for that face, he would be beaten to death when he went out in Hakata."

"When you see a girl, it's not a good mantra to ask someone to die together." The proprietress smiled and said something that sounded terrible, "It looks like a playboy."

Is the key to fiddling?Instead of martyrdom?

Hey, hey, maybe Osamu Dazai would be more suitable for Hakata, not necessarily at all.

"But Chestnut Jam hasn't offended anyone recently, right?" The proprietress asked me while adjusting the coffee, "That guy doesn't look like he's engaged in a proper job."

The other party is barely a detective... I guess.

But it used to be a mafia, so there is no problem at all.

I didn't intend to talk to unrelated people, so I shook my head.

The proprietress smiled and said, "If Chestnut Jam feels annoying, I also have a reliable candidate for a killer."

Have you reached the first step directly?As expected of Hakata, it is really hardcore.

Before I could reply, the proprietress handed me the coffee in her hand. The latte art on it was not an ordinary pattern, but the number "two". I knew what she meant, and signaled that there were two people in my shop who needed attention.

The proprietress looked at it and said as if nothing happened, "This is a gift from my sister, who hasn't been here for a long time."

I thanked her, and I was a little surprised that she was willing to send me a letter even though I saw that the other party was unusual. Obviously, I was just a guy who came every Friday to get half the price.

"Is it still the same as before?"

I nodded and sat by the window with my coffee.

People from the port mafia and Vengley, after I came in, took the mobile phone to spread the news. Their black technology seems to have evolved a little bit. They are not in the state of "nothing" in their hearts, but they are always humming. Both of them are wearing headphones, looking like they are listening to the song intently.

The technology tree of this world lights up much faster than that of that world.

I added some milk to the coffee, and then used a spoon to mix the latte art on top, and I couldn't read any words.

The wind chime hanging at the door rang twice again, and the person who walked in was the lady-wearing tycoon I saw before.

He looked around, and the student party hadn't finished school yet, so it wasn't the busiest time in the coffee shop. There were seats everywhere, but he paused for a while before finding a seat to sit down.

He happened to be sitting at the table to my left.

He flipped through the menu in his hand, but instead of staring at the contents, he glanced at the male of the couple at the front table.

[Is the target this guy? 】

Hakata produce, kill bacteria.

I don't intend to be nosy. Generally speaking, if someone spends a lot of money to hire someone to kill, there is a high probability that the other party must have some problems. Of course, there are other factors in the killer's words, but Bodo also has things like revenge houses. There is definitely a real problem.

The guy stood up, but at this time the proprietress gave me coffee jelly. Generally speaking, it is the waiter in the store, and it is rare to see the proprietress doing it herself.

Sure enough, when I passed by that guy, I heard a whisper from the proprietress to him, "Mr. Lin, don't make trouble in my shop, it will be very troublesome to cleanse if blood bleeds out."

The man snorted, hid the knife in his hand, and walked towards the door without looking back.

The proprietress put the coffee jelly in front of me, and seeing my eyes rest on the jingling wind chimes at the door, "Occasionally there will be these uninvited guests who don't order anything."

I didn't plan to bother with it, and now it's time for me to enjoy the coffee jelly.

The port mafia, Vengley and even the bosses of the Armed Detective Agency were all trapped in Alice Academy. Even if their mobile phones and smart phones were beeping, they could only respond without moving.

I took a rare leisurely afternoon coffee jelly time.

The craftsmanship of the proprietress is still excellent, the coffee jelly is polarized in the mouth, and the strong coffee aroma lingers on the lips and teeth for a long time.

Tasting the coffee jelly is something that requires attention. It took me almost an hour to eat it reluctantly. The only unpleasant thing is the screaming outside.

The man in the couple who went out 10 minutes earlier than me was lying on the street not far away, and the police blocked the scene slowly.

The crowd was very flustered, but it was convenient for me. I got rid of the port mafia and Vongola guys who were following me in twos and twos. I have nothing to do with the guy who hides Alice Academy's troubles, the second is to enjoy the coffee jelly, and the third is the "Jungle". I asked the intelligence agency Enoda to help check.

It was the one that Osamu Dazai was looking for. He is the best intelligence agency in Hakata. That forum is very confidential. Apart from him, few people should be able to hack into it. Finding other computer experts is also a time-consuming and labor-intensive task.

It’s okay to communicate with the other party online, but it’s easy to be intercepted by other people. I’m not top-notch in computers, and superpowers don’t have much chance of winning against technology.

I don't like accidents very much, so I randomly found an empty corner of an Internet cafe and started contacting the intelligence house.

The other party's first sentence is not the information I want.

"Have you been to that world?"

The author has something to say: Well =3=