[Comprehensive] I, the king of power, worked as a white worker in Yokohama

A few hours ago, when Zhizi first met Bishuiliu.

Bai Lan leaned against the door, and after he finished saying "The colorless king is too miserable for a pair of two", he stared at Dazai intently for a while.

It's a pity that Dazai didn't bother to give him a look, and continued to use the computer like no one else was there.

I didn't get any response, Bai Lan didn't care, just smiled and continued: "...Ah, I almost forgot that the colorless king was taught by the gold king, so it's probably not that easy to kill. But—"

After a pause, the corners of his lips deepened: "...a king with a badly damaged sword, it's quite easy to trigger her royal power to erupt~"

Dazai finally turned his head to look at Bai Lan when his fingertip landed on the Enter key and dropped slightly.

He raised his long legs, put his left leg on his right leg, relaxed his body and leaned back on the back of the chair, then pointed to the opposite side with his right hand, and said, "Would you like to come in and sit down, have a chat, and have a cup of tea by the way?" ?”

Bai Lan was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help laughing and bent over.

"Hahahaha... Dazai-kun, you are so interesting!"

After finally stopping the laughter, Bai Lan straightened up and said, "...Go into my room, use my computer, and now entertain me with my tea."

"—Then do you drink?"

"--why not?"

With that said, Bai Lan walked to the seat opposite Dazai and sat down.

"How? Did Dazai-kun find what he wanted?"

"Barely, barely... There are basically no critical ones, but there are still some useful ones."

Dazai sighed, looking as if the progress was not going well but it was rewarding.

"……yes?"

Bai Lan picked up the bag of plain cotton candy on the table on his own, his expression froze due to the abnormal weight.

He opened the bag and looked, his face instantly became ugly: "Dazai-kun, are you too cruel? This is my favorite flavor, and it's completely empty..."

Dazai, who had already turned his attention back to the computer screen, ignored him.

Bai Lan curled his lips knowingly that he was bored, he put down the packaging bag in his hand, and turned his head to pour a cup of tea.

The room returned to silence, only the slight sound of keyboard tapping and the sound of drinking tea from time to time.

The two people who are obviously hostile stand, but at this time they live in harmony like close friends.One is blatantly working on another person's computer, and the other is leisurely watching and drinking tea.

Prynne was looking forward to what kind of response Dazai would make.

Before the real script starts, he doesn't mind being an ordinary audience, anyway, the protagonists he likes are almost in place.

Then, he turned over the cup in front of him because of the sudden shaking, and his clothes were stained and wet by the tea.

Bai Lan: ...

He stood up with a stiff smile, went to the bathroom and took a towel to wipe off the water stains on his body.

When passing behind Dazai, Bai Lan accidentally glanced at it, but was shocked by the game interface on the screen.

"—You have been playing games with my computer since just now?"

Before Dazai could reply, the whole room shook violently again.Immediately afterwards, Bai Lan was distracted by another matter - just a second ago, his connection with ghost was suddenly cut off.

"Ah, I didn't expect to succeed so soon. It seems that your ghost 2.0 is very bad, Mr. Bai Lan. I hope that for Zhizi's sake, Chi Wang can stop worrying too much..."

Bai Lan's eyes fell on Dazai, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

The new version of ghost was originally born to absorb the power of the king. He didn't think that the red king could destroy the ghost so easily, unless——

"Hahahaha——! Wonderful, wonderful, so wonderful. Using the Red King and Green King, under the action of two opposing forces, disintegrated the ghost from the inside... How did you manage to make them exert equal power at the same time? of?"

"...If one side is slightly weaker than the other side, it will definitely not be possible...Is it the Qing King? He is calmer and more rational than the Red King, and he will definitely use it after discovering this...I see."

Bai Lan couldn't help applauding.

His face was full of the kind of happy mood as if he had discovered something interesting, and he didn't have any dissatisfaction and anger that his elaborate design was broken by others.

At this time, Bai Lan seemed to have noticed something. He glanced at the ceiling, then lowered his eyes and said with a little regret: "Did even Hong Kong Hei Central Plains arrive in time? Pengo Li still did not disappoint me as always... ... Dazai-kun, this must be part of your calculations."

Raising her right hand, making a "hand-gun" gesture, Bai Lan frowned, and said with a smile: "Then Dazai-kun... did you expect that you would die here today?"

After finishing speaking, a white flame shot out from the tip of Bailan's index finger and hit Dazai's heart, but was completely nullified by the effect of "Disqualification in the World".

Bai Lan's "white finger" did not cause any harm to Dazai, but the matter was not over.

Then the sound of the gun bursting was heard, and the interval between the launch of "White Finger" was less than a second.

Then, just when the flame of death touched Dazai's shirt and disappeared, a bullet from behind pierced Dazai's heart.

A line of blood slowly slipped from the corner of his lips, and the blood gushing from his heart quickly stained a large piece of clothes on his chest red.

With his vision blurred, Dazai saw "Bryan" in front of him slowly disappear into a transparent light and shadow.Excessive blood loss made his brain dizzy, and he only had time to squeeze out a few words from his throat before he lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Illusion..."

Bai Lan threw the gun in his hand to the ground. He looked at the large pool of blood on the ground, and Osamu Dazai who was gradually losing his breath in the pool of blood, and said, "That's right, it's an illusion. Although it's never been used, it doesn't mean 'I' won't~"

Suddenly, there was the sound of hurried footsteps from a distance, Bai Lan guessed that it was Miyata Eko, so he turned and left the room.

As soon as Bai Lan left, Zhizi appeared at the door of the room.

She broke open the door, and after seeing the scene in the room clearly, her pupils shrank instantly.

The person lying on the ground lost a lot of blood, and his breathing and heartbeat stopped, but he was not helpless.

As the colorless king, Zhizi can clearly feel that the connection of the colorless clan belonging to Dazai has been broken, but the colorless imprint left on him has not disappeared.

"You really 'listen' to me, and you actually gave me such a big problem..."

Zhizi spoke cruel words, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

She knelt and sat in a pool of blood, raised her hand to press Dazai's heart, and then constantly mobilized the colorless power to "negate" all the fatal factors that happened to Dazai.

The transparent light enveloped the two of them, and this force continued to grow, and the sword of Damocles, which belonged to the colorless king, hung above the sky again.

Under the action of the "Negative" force, the blood on the ground began to flow back into Dazai's body, and the clothes on his body also returned to their original state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The heartbeat resumed, breathing resumed, and his face turned from pale to rosy.

Finally, the bullet that took Dazai's life flew out of his heart and fell to the ground.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Dazai opened his eyes.

He looked at the branch that was close at hand, without any surprise or daze on his face.

Dazai sat up, and he said to Zhizi with a smile: "...Oh, it seems that I didn't die this time. However, if every time I wake up from the endless darkness, when I open my eyes, I see Zhizi, then let It seems fine for me to stay in this world."

Zhizi also smiled: "It seems that there is a saying that is correct."

"Well, what is it?"

"—As expected, people will become braver and more frank only when they face death directly."

Dazai was stunned, at this moment, he felt the colorless imprint on the tongue coating was abnormally hot and hot, and the colorless power in his body was also growing out of control, as if the imprint was about to leave him.

A bad premonition arises spontaneously.

However, some people didn't plan to leave him any time to think.

"... Dazai-kun, if you feel troubled by what I'm going to say next, just listen to it casually."

Zhizi took a deep breath, looked at Dazai firmly, and said the thoughts buried deep in his heart: "——reach out to me, Dazai-kun, it doesn't matter if you pull me into the quagmire. Even if your world is mixed with many Things that make people unhappy, drowned by countless negative emotions, are a mixture of black mud, that's okay... No matter what, I will definitely save you."

At this time, on the transparent giant sword hanging in the air, cracks started from the tip of the sword and extended all the way up, spreading all over the entire Damocles sword in an instant.

There was a crisp cracking sound, mixed with the words behind the branch, and passed into Dazai's ears together.

"...If you want to ask why...because I like Dazai-kun, because I love you, it's that simple."

--why?It was clearly a confession, but why did she look like she was saying her last words?

Dazai's eyes widened, his hands trembled uncontrollably, but no matter how he resisted, he couldn't stop his right hand from picking up the gun that fell to the ground.

Whether he picked up the gun, aimed the muzzle at Zhizi's heart, or pulled the trigger... These were not his intentions, but he couldn't control his actions.

The only thing he was very sure of was that this was the best choice, and it was also the choice Zhizi would make.

"boom--"

Gunshots sounded, and the falling sword of Damocles stopped its downward trend. It stopped a few meters above the heads of the two of them, and then turned into light particles and dispersed little by little.

A flower of blood bloomed in the girl's heart, after which red liquid gushed out of her body, and soon formed a large pool of blood on the ground.

There was a relieved smile on her face, then she closed her eyes, shook her body twice, and fell forward.

Dazai subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the girl, and the red liquid covered his hands, but his fingertips seemed to have lost their sense of touch, without any sticky feeling.

Tightening his arms, Dazai lowered his gaze, and slowly pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying.

He leaned close to Zhizi's ear, his voice was as soft as a whisper: "...you really scared me."

……

The sword of the Colorless King disappeared after falling, and this scene fell into the eyes of many people.

As a member of the Wushi clan, Oda had sensed the abnormality of the mark on his body early on, and he immediately withdrew from the ongoing final battle and rushed to the place where the falling sword occurred.

On the tall building in the distance, Bai Lan, who occupied the "best audience seat", watched the transparent Sword of Damocles break, fall, and then shatter into light spots and dissipate, but there was no expression on his face.

With nothing but boredom in his eyes, Bai Lan withdrew his gaze and commented indifferently: "...What, even though I won, this result is not so happy."

After speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.

The author has something to say: Zhizi: Heh, let you play yourself to death, and ask me to save you later.