How to return the bandage essence that I accidentally got

After stroking the cat that day, Natsume Soseki found that Fushin Yano was really a little happy that day.

The learned and wise man pondered, how about raising a kitten for her to play with?

But it turns out that Fuxin Yaye is only interested in the three-flowered cat.

Natsume Soseki: ... pills.

In the end, Mr. Natsume decided to sacrifice his body and morals. Who told Fuxin Yano's mental state to worry the old man too much (heavy fog).

In this way, under the guidance of Mr. Natsume, Fuxin Yano gradually got better.

Some time later, she accepted the invitation from the Supernatural Secret Service Division and transferred the files to this mysterious organization.

The Supernatural Secret Service Division is in charge of supernatural power users nationwide, monitors various supernatural power-related incidents, and enjoys privileges in departments at all levels.

Originally, she could choose military police even if she had a military background, but she still hated the military for the time being, so she skipped the option of military police.

For other government agencies, Fushin Yano actually didn't have any feelings, and it didn't matter which side she belonged to, but Mr. Natsume thought twice and gave her two paths.

One is to stay by his side and learn to get rid of the government's control temporarily, and the other is to choose a government department to join in order to avoid others' coveting of her supernatural power as much as possible.

Fuxin Yano thought about it and chose the second option.

She is self-aware that since her position is limited, she might as well join an acceptable government department.At least, after being able to master supernatural powers proficiently and have the power to protect herself, the Supernatural Secret Service Section will not restrict her most basic freedom.

Therefore, under the guidance of Mr. Natsume, Fuxin Yano entered the Supernatural Secret Service Division, a hidden organization established in secret.

For her, it can be regarded as seeking benevolence and deserving benevolence.

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There is one thing that no one has said to Fengxin Yaye.

At some point, a person would always appear in her dreams.

A man named Osamu Dazai.

At the beginning, Fengxin Yaye always thought that he had some kind of supernatural ability like illusion, but from the age of 12 to the age of 18, he was not allowed to lie for a full six years.

She often sees him in her dreams.Their dreams are like two worlds that meet by chance, butted together.

At first, 12-year-old Fuxin Yano didn't want to pay any attention to this stranger who suddenly appeared in her dream.

There was too plain indifference in her gray-blue eyes, and there was no trace of emotion on her immature face, squatting quietly in her inner world.

The man wearing a black coat and a red scarf walked in front of her, and the shadow fell, enveloping the little Fengxin Yaye.

Only then did Fushin Yano raise his head, and gave Osamu Dazai a look like alms.

The man with a bandage on his left eye reached out and hugged her from the ground amid Fuxin Yaye's slightly shocked expression.

Fengxin Yano:? ? ?

What's the matter with you?Why are you hugging her?

She wanted to struggle to get down, but she heard the man holding her whisper, "Mino is a bit heavy."

With a cold face, Fengxin Yaye quickly broke free from his arms and fell to the ground.

She kicked Osamu Dazai, and he dodged.

Fengxin Yaye didn't believe in evil, and continued to chase and fight Dazai Osamu, but Dazai Osamu's skills seemed to have been practiced, as nimble as a slippery fish.

In the end, Fushin Yano, who missed Osamu Dazai and was exhausted, sat on the ground, hugging his knees and shutting himself up.

The training of the Supernatural Secret Service Division is really rubbish, it can't even hit an individual.

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Because no one was hit, Fengxin Yaye was so depressed that he stayed on the spot, Osamu Dazai stuck to her and patted her on the head to express his comfort.

Fushin Yano didn't bother to care about him anymore, puffed up his cheeks, and there was a hint of annoyance in his gray-blue eyes.

Osamu Dazai poked her cheek, and got a fierce bite from Fushin Yano. He didn't bite too hard, but he could still feel the pain.

Osamu Dazai said pitifully, "It hurts, Mino."

Fengxin Yaye let go of his teeth, and turned his face to another place, with a faint annoyance in his expression, he couldn't believe that the retaliatory bite just now was actually done by himself.

Then, Osamu Dazai wiped his hand on the hem of her clothes under the eyes of Fuxin Yaye looking at the dead.

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Before she could get up on the spot, Osamu Dazai also sat down and hugged her into his arms.She struggled a few times, but without success, she nestled into Dazai's arms with a sullen face.

Osamu Dazai teased her, with a smile on his lips, coaxing softly: "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Fuxin Yano's eyes were cold.

Osamu Dazai continued: "Aren't you curious about who I am?"

"Not curious, don't want to know, get out of here."

Her tone was cold, and she looked at Osamu Dazai as if she was looking at a pile of non-recyclable garbage.

"Hey."

With a lamenting tone, Dazai Osamu did not show such a look, he tightened the arms holding Fushin Yano, lowered his head, and met her gaze.

"My name is Dazai, Dazai Osamu."

Fengxin Yaye ignored him and was in a daze in his arms.

Osamu Dazai patted her head under her indifferent eyes, and also fell silent, no longer speaking.

They just stayed there until the dream was over.

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Next door world line.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, in a good mood, even though he was about to deal with a pile of urgent documents, it didn't affect his humming.

Songs that are out of key would probably be classified as noise if they didn't rely on a decent timbre.

But Nakahara Nakahara, who was standing across from him and reporting on his work, didn't look so good. He pinched the report in his hand, looked at Osamu Dazai who was clearly distracted and wasn't listening to him, and wished he could throw the report in his face .

Dazai Osamu, who could tell at a glance what Zhongyuan Zhong was thinking, said slowly, "No, Zhongyuan cadre."

Don't be disrespectful to the leader.

Dazai Osamu's iris-colored eyes were filled with darkness.

Zhong Yuan, one of the cadres of the port mafia, also closed his eyes, forcibly ignoring the mackerel humming indiscriminately in his ear, and continued to report.

"...The forces of the Supernatural Secret Service Division have begun to withdraw from Yokohama, but they seem to have sent a commissioner to keep an eye on the gangsters in Tokyo."

Zhongya Nakahara reported to the end, and as expected when he looked up, he saw Osamu Dazai staring blankly, obviously not listening at all.

His tone was harsh, and he stared at Osamu Dazai sharply.

"Be serious, bastard!"

Once as a partner, now as the leader, any Dazai Osamu can easily provoke Chuya Nakahara's anger.

"I know, I know."

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, and his tone was perfunctory, as soon as he heard it, he planned to prevaricate.

He blinked, trying to be cute.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a chill, his face turned blue, he shook his body as if trying to shake off the goosebumps all over his body, and he looked patient.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the commissioner sent by the Supernatural Secret Service Division may be the woman known as the Knife of the Night."

He endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back his bad words to his former partner and current leader: "You stay in the office for me, don't go out and wander around."

Due to the increasing number of assassinations, the original huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the chief's office have been sealed, and Nakahara Nakaya himself often protects Osamu Dazai every step of the way.

But when there are always omissions, if the enemy seizes the opportunity, it is estimated that Dazai will give it away based on Dazai's skill.

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes indifferently, with a smile on his face, and whispered briskly: "I'm really looking forward to it."

"What? Expectation?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes were sharp, and he showed a forbearing and aggrieved expression towards the leader who didn't know what he was thinking.

Forget it, Dazai has his own considerations, he probably won't give out the first blood easily, and besides, to kill Dazai, he must pass the level of gravity first.

After thinking for a long time, Nakahara Chuya gave up thinking expressionlessly, so he ignored Dazai's unreasonable brain circuit.

"By the way, does Chuya know what 12-year-old girls like?"

Osamu Dazai turned the topic and turned into an unknown area.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, and quickly formed a formula in his mind.

12 years old + girl = young girl

His heart was shocked, and his face slightly revealed an expression of disbelief.

His gaze swiveled on Osamu Dazai's handsome face, and he suddenly remembered that Dazai was Mr. Mori's student.

Mori Ogai, the former leader of the port mafia, is a bad adult who likes to play dress-up games with young girls.

Is it possible that Hong Kong and Hong Kong will usher in another lolicon leader?

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