Forced to become a black young master in Hong Kong, I just want to win the Nobel Prize

What is Osamu Dazai's ability?

Eliminate exceptions, no exceptions exist.

The only exception is on the combination of the "Old Dominator" with abilities, maybe that is not an ability, but some kind of super-standard existence.

And now there is a second exception.

——Dazai Mochizuki.

Dazai Osamu's younger sister in this parallel world, her abilities cannot be eliminated by Dazai Osamu.

Because Dazai Mochizuki is an existence beyond the "book" after the concept is upgraded, the concept level of people in the "book" cannot reach her level, so the ability loses its effect.

If Osamu Dazai wants to eliminate her abilities, he should do it before she opens the reincarnation writing eyes in her forehead. When she opens the reincarnation writing sharing eyes, it will be too late.

However, Osamu Dazai just smiled after hearing Mochizuki's words: "——No, enough is enough."

As he spoke, he pulled her arm towards him, and before she could react, he touched the "book" in her hand.

Osamu Dazai's face turned pale with the naked eye, he paused for a breath, then turned to look at Yeko Okura, and said in a solemn voice, "Withdraw your abilities—as long as you don't want the world to be destroyed."

Okura Yezi was taken aback for a moment, the corners of his lips pursed, but he did as he said.

"..."

"..."

In an extremely quiet atmosphere, Dazai Mochizuki sighed, shook his hands empty-handed, and looked up at Dazai Osamu: "It's alright, alright, let go."

"I'm not going any further."

——No one would have thought that Dazai Mochizuki's next sentence would be this.

And just like what she said, the "book" has been put back to its original place by her, and the samsara writing wheel eye in the forehead has also been closed.

She lowered her eyes halfway, and chuckled helplessly: "I never thought that when you get older, you will get angry and lose your mind."

"It's you, Dazai...isn't it hard to be impacted by so many memories?" Dazai Mochizuki, who had received Hinata Mochizuki's thousand-year edited memories, felt the most, and teased him, "It's hard for you to find the key information so quickly, it's you Well."

"Even I don't know that my body is dysfunctional due to rapid aging. Your observation skills are really good."

After the wrist was released, Mochizuki stood on tiptoe and raised his hands to rub his temples on both sides: "...do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, his eyebrows curved: "Well, are you so gentle now? You didn't call me Nissan just now, and you even called me by my first name. It's too much!"

Dazai Mochizuki was still talking about this at this time, so angry and funny, he couldn't help patting him: "Don't be poor."

... Forget it, people like Dazai Osamu are hard to reveal their fragility to others, and she still doesn't understand after living with Brother Zhi for so long.

Withdrawing her concerned gaze, Mochizuki walked slowly to Fukuchi Sakurachi, and quietly stretched out her palm in front of him: "That, give it to me."

Fukuchi Sakura paused for a moment, and slowly smiled, without struggling or speaking, she took out a folded blank paper from her chest.

...just appears to be blank.

Dazai Mochizuki knew that a page of text had already been written on the folded inside.

"Huh———" Mochizuki took a long breath after getting the target page, and took it as a fan to fan his face.

In fact, she is still very irritable now, with an inexplicable sense of anger, but after the age of her body is adjusted back, there is no physical dysfunction that is causing trouble.

When walking back to Chuya, seeing Kamijou’s unspeakable expression when she fanned such an important page, Mochizuki paused, blinked his eyes and said innocently: "...this thing is not broken, Chuya you Don't worry."

Mochizuki turned her head to look at Okura Yeko, her expression was very complicated at this moment.

Facing the real culprit who lost control of his emotions this time, and he is still deeply troubled by anger, Mochizuki said unceremoniously at this time: "Although I know your purpose is to make me old and lose my ability to move, but this kind of thing is for nothing. I have bad memories of having my time and life stolen from me, and that's why I went berserk."

"You might as well adjust me to be younger, because people will have menopause when they get older!"

"Although... it's useless to adjust it to a smaller level. My ability doesn't depend on the strength of my physical body. If I want to be smaller than the beginning, I just go back to the previous reincarnation." She said lightly.

As Zhi Ge found out, she has no father or mother in this life.The beginning of human beings is a fetus, and her life goes back to the previous reincarnation after infancy... So if you want to rely on age adjustment to make her truly return to the starting point and become nothingness, you have to call out another cycle. It takes more than 700 years.

After she finished speaking, she paused with her fanning hand, then stared at her and asked, "Miss Yezi, are you sure you have revoked all your abilities? Why do I still feel so angry now?"

Okura Yeko's behavior at this time was a bit strange, and she replied blankly: "I didn't cheat on this matter."

Dazai Mochizuki touched his chin: "...that's true."

She touched Osamu Dazai just now, even if there are still some supernatural powers left, she can use Dazai Osamu's supernatural power to get rid of her downgraded concept.

After much deliberation, Mochizuki finally frowned angrily, and then...turned her head and grabbed the lapel of Chuya's suit jacket in a very rude way, and said in a vicious tone, "Chuya, come with me."

The last scene on other people's retinas is also mixed with dazed and helpless expressions, just like a big golden retriever who has been plucked hard by the owner, with an innocent and bewildered face, but obediently flattened his body and let the owner move.

He is obviously a superpower who is comparable to a monster with physical fitness like the vice-captain of the hound, but when facing his girlfriend, he seems to be helpless at all.

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"...Well, where is this?" After being pushed down and hitting his back on the soft-touch mattress, he saw light gray sheets and quilts, looked at the color on the ceiling, and had blue eyes like jewels Blinked blankly.

"It's Mr. Nakahara's house in this world. He hasn't been here much since he bought it. His subordinates usually help clean it." Mochizuki said unhurriedly, "You often buy houses on a whim, Chuya, and many of them are Don’t you know the habit of staying vacant longer than living in it?”

Because he is very rich, besides buying cars and collecting wine, he still has a lot of leftovers, so if Zhongya sees a good house type, he can buy it without much thought.Buying a house is not even his hobby, just like a girl who goes shopping and sees beautiful hair accessories will buy them casually, and Zhong bought a lot of real estate in this way.

...But this is not the point.

Zhong Ye was silent for a while, he thought for a while, and after a while, he couldn't help but said: "Mochizuki...why did you tie me up?"

As he spoke, he silently looked up at his hands that were tightly bound by the wooden branches protruding from the wall.

Mochizuki snorted, and looked down at Chuya: "The fact that you stood against me for others made me very angry, so this is punishment."

"But..." This other person is a world?

"No but!" Mochizuki forcefully prevented him from rebutting, "It's someone else!"

"..." Zhong also opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, and finally quickly reached a subjective agreement with Mochizuki on the matter of "don't argue with Mochizuki on this issue".

Mochizuki also saw this, finally cheered up his bad mood, and kissed Chuya rewardingly.

From the time when the two lips touched, Zhong had been staring deeply at Mochizuki, and when Mochizuki's hand had already touched the first button of his vest, Zhong couldn't help being a little flustered: "Mochizuki, you yes--"

"Isn't it obvious?" Mochizuki lowered her head and rubbed her ears against his face, narrowed her eyes lazily, and said in a hoarse voice, "——I'm pushing you."

Chuya: "!!!!"

The eyes are round and round, as cute as a cat's eyes.

"Wait, wait, Mochizuki, are you a little impulsive? This kind of thing... Let's go back and do this kind of thing."

Nakahara Chu also pays more attention to the sense of ritual. After all, he was taught by an elegant woman like Koyo Ozaki in his youth, and his behavior was also influenced by Ms. Hongye, such as admiring people with taste, such as...some important events in life It pays more attention to the sense of ritual, which can be seen from the confession - although a little oolong happened later.

Zhong also felt that if it happened like this the first time, it would be a little too sloppy.

However, Mochizuki, who has a strong attitude now, can't listen to Chuya's words. She bites Chuya's earlobe angrily. Hearing Mochizuki she said: "Calm down, hum, you're telling me to calm down again... It seems that the punishment given to Chuya is not enough."

After pretending to be angry, Mochizuki narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, revealing a small tip of a canine tooth, and ordered him in a low voice: "Zhongye, you can't break free from the wooden branch in your hand...you know Yet?"

"Ah, um..." Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed not to be listening to Mochizuki anymore. He looked straight at Mochizuki. Against the background of the backlight, Mochizuki's face was a little harder to distinguish than before. The original innocent student looked changed It has now become a seductive expression with laziness and lust like a little devil, but what is even more terrible is the current situation of the two of them——

The coat on Nakahara Nakaya was pulled open, and the vest and shirt were unbuttoned. Perhaps it was because his hands were tied, or maybe he wanted to stop at this step. The neatly dressed upper body suit was just like this. On both sides, and now, Mochizuki is working hard on the belt...

……

Compared with Chuya's body being a bit messy, but all the parts stayed on his body well, Mochizuki's clothes were handled much more cleanly.

Appreciating his work with satisfaction, his fingers fondled the beautiful muscle curve on his boyfriend's waist.

Chuya's face was already blushing intensely, and he wanted to avoid his gaze, but couldn't help but look over... as if he was struggling whether to obey instinct or rationality.

Mochizuki looked into Nakaya's eyes, the originally clear azure blue now seemed to be the intensity of a storm, this was a dark blue that Mochizuki had never seen before.

"Mochizuki, do you want to think about it again—" The breath he exhaled was as hot as if it had been ignited by fire, but Mochizuki lowered his head and sealed it in the next second, "Don't talk...kiss me."

……

"hiss……"

"Stupid, stupid? You! How can you sit up directly!"

"... Chuya, you are killing me!"

"Ah, sorry—"

Today is also a day when boyfriend Jun can't do anything with girlfriend.

……

The super resilience of the undead body also perfectly reflects the advantage at this moment.

Soon, the marrow knows the taste.

……

However, Miss Girlfriend's physical fitness is still too bad.Compared with Mr. Boyfriend, it pales in comparison.

Panting, the movements are getting slower and slower, and even plan to have an intermission...

The unbearable Mr. Boyfriend quietly bent one leg and quietly regained the initiative.

"Hmm... you're stupid... Chuya, you obviously can't..."

"...My hands didn't move." Boyfriend Jun showed Mochizuki his tightly bound wrists with an innocent expression, and he didn't disobey her request.

The plan was disrupted, and I cried in anger.

……

"Wow, the use of abilities and abilities is prohibited!"

If you use the power in such a position, your scalp will feel numb.

The temples were drenched with sweat, "...But, you like it too, right?" Today's boyfriend, Jun, also looked straight and blank in a strange place.

"..."

Cried again.

The author has something to say:

As I was writing a new chapter, I happened to see a sweet comment that asked me to continue... My mood is complicated, you have to believe me.

This is the first time I write this kind of thing, I don’t know if I can pass it, and if I get locked, I don’t know what to change (smoking)

——Little theater without responsibility——

Artificial fire