Battle of Virtual Divas

"Dazai-kun, do you know about the 'singularity point'?"

Sitting on the comfortable leather office chair in the chief's office, Mori Ogai put his hands in the shape of a "human", pressed his chin, and asked softly with a smile.

"The 'abnormal' force field caused by the collision or fusion of special different abilities that can have wonderful magnetic field reactions with each other is different from the 'abnormal' force field of different abilities." Osamu Dazai answered unhurriedly: "The strange forces that have appeared Most of the singularities are in the form of black holes, but in extremely special cases, they may even form brand new life forms that cannot be defined as "alive"..."

There was a slight pause in the voice, a snow-white bandage was wrapped around the handsome face, and it spread all the way to the black neckline. The black-haired boy who looked particularly sickly and obviously asked slowly:

"Why, Mr. Sen asked this question suddenly, do I need to face the terrible 'singularity of power'?"

Mori Ogai just talked to him about the "singularity of supernatural power" in a half-scientific and half-leading way not long ago. What did the old fox say to him that this kind of occurrence frequency is almost negligible?There must be some troublesome work to be dumped on him, Osamu Dazai thought to himself.

At that time, it seemed that Mr. Mori went to some nursing home to pick up a child. He thought that Mr. Mori, a lolicon, could finally stop attacking the little girl, but while he was waiting to watch the fun, this incident happened. There is no more content, but now considering this not too far away... Could it be that child's supernatural ability that caused the supernatural singularity?

For an intelligent young man, his brain turns many times faster than that of his peers. He has thought of many possibilities in his mind - but it still hasn't aroused his curiosity. Dazai Osamu His expression was a bit sleepy, since he planned to help Mori Ogai subdue the powerful "King of Sheep" Nakahara Chuya, he was almost accepted by default, and he made a partner with the orange-haired dwarf.

This made him very dissatisfied, who wants to do tasks with a dark dwarf, and that guy is obviously the direct subordinate of Sister Hongye, right?Why do you have to put the two of them together every mission, the slimy slug is stupid and violent, it's just annoying.

"How could I let Dazai-kun face such a terrible thing." Mori Ogai said hypocritically: "Dazai-kun is very important to me."

Liar, Dazai said heartily.

Nothing is more important than Yokohama in Mr. Mori's mind, or the port mafia that he wiped off the neck of the previous generation, and even the scope of this "what" includes Mori Ogai himself—if there is For the interests of this city, Mr. Sen is willing to sacrifice himself, let alone him?

Osamu Dazai still had a boyish soft smile on his face, but he thought coldly in his heart that if it was really necessary to abandon him, Mr. Mori would never even blink his eyes.

Sure enough, after pretending to say "how important you are to me, Dazai-kun", Mori Ogai finally showed his fox tail in a roundabout way:

"Judging from the past few days, Dazai-kun... seems to be dissatisfied with your partner."

"Of course!" Osamu Dazai drew a long ending, and finally brought some youthful freshness to his face, and complained in a dissatisfied tone: "Going out on a mission with the dark dwarf It will greatly affect my serious work mood!"

But Dazai-kun, have you really worked hard?Mori Ogai's smile remained the same, with an expression that could be called "indulgence", and then said in an amiable voice:

"Then how about assigning you a subordinate for the time being?"

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[This is a slender young body. 】

[Judging from the flatness of the chest and the style of clothing, it should be a boy whose gender is "male"... or a young man. 】

[The broken hair hanging in front of my eyes is light green, and the red and black headset is buckled on my head, with a small microphone extending from my ear, which is always ready to receive the sound from my lips.I confirmed it when I was alone (probably, I didn’t notice being watched), the headset seemed to be just an ornament, and this body had a very prominent "01" printed on the left upper arm, which looked like something The code of the series, the dazzling red is digitally printed through the skin, and then covered by the cuff fabric of the light gray half-sleeve shirt. 】

[And as the person who controls this body movement behavior, the name I am called is...]

"Are they going to take mikuo?"

The child with black and white hair was holding the puppet doll with hollow eyes, stretched out a small hand and tugged at the shirt corner of the taller man in front of him, blinking the eyes with stars and circles in the pupils, and the voice said Seemingly aggrieved: "Are they going to take mikuo away?"

[According to the current behavior of the port mafia, taking me away is indeed a "snatch"

The only thing this child can rely on... But there is no way to counteract it now. If you want to solve the current situation, except for me to contend with most of the forces of the port mafia, there is only—]

"It's not 'snatch'."

The green-haired boy squatted down and looked straight at the black-and-white-haired boy. His vocal cords vibrated, and a clear boyish voice came out from his throat. I don't know if it was because of the mic on his lips, but there was an electric current in his voice that couldn't be ignored. Feeling as if using an electronic sound card, or artificially synthesized tones, he paused, and then continued to answer with this recognizable electronic sound: "I am fighting for a long time."

"What are you fighting for?"

"Fight for the right to leave here."

With a sound of "噗嗤", there was a chuckle from outside the door. When it passed through the wall of the room that seemed to imprison some dangerous criminal, it had become inaudible, at least the child holding the doll couldn't hear it, but he noticed it.

The scallion-haired boy stood up and turned his head to look at the gate. His scallion-green pupils glowed slightly in the dark, and suddenly looked a bit like the light spots on a computer screen. He stared at the dark metal gate. Rust, eyes fixed.

A few seconds later, the firmly closed heavy solid iron door made a dull sound, as if the chained old cow let out the last dry moan from the throat, and the leather shoes lightly touched the ground, making a "da da" With a brisk sound, the boy with half of his face wrapped in bandages just walked into this "prison room" through the gap just opened.

"Oh, oh, I just came to claim my direct subordinates. Don't follow in and disturb our relationship exchange. Anyway, let's take a look at the atmosphere~"

Osamu Dazai seemed to have walked into the back garden of his own home, turning a blind eye to the tight handles of this room deep in the underground of Hong Kong Hei, and even taking it as commonplace for the heavy iron gate, which represents the "maximum degree of danger" blasting, to be invulnerable. The footsteps were so brisk that they were about to jump up, and the members following behind him didn't know whether to follow in or stop outside—the boss said that Q's ability was particularly creepy and terrifying, and only Mr. Dazai was immune to it, but the one next to Q The boy is not a guy who relies on supernatural powers to fight...

The Hong Kong gang members in black suits have a headache, and the boss didn't tell them what to do. Should we focus on protecting Mr. Dazai, or wait outside the door and let Mr. Dazai, who seems to have seen an interesting toy, solve it himself?

After struggling for two seconds, Osamu Dazai, who was already thin enough, squeezed into the door that was only a crack open. The black suit guarding the door looked at the narrow slit, and reckoned that even if he lost forty catties, he would lose weight. If you can't get in, you simply don't move.

It seems that there is really no need for him to be entangled, because only Mr. Dazai is allowed to enter this room alone!

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For him, it is normal for him to be randomly thrown out with an identity without any past or origin. It would be better to say that becoming a "black householder" is also a good choice. Now like this...

It doesn't count as "having a past", because it is true that after he had this body, this body was born in this world in a true sense, but if it is said that the "black household" who has nothing to do and is light - he There is no qualification, because the origin of this body has been clearly arranged.

——The collision of two powerful and mysterious supernatural powers of Rampage, the supernatural singularity formed, has "life" through another supernatural power that can be used as a support, and this kind of coincidence can be called a series of collisions Born in the same way... To be honest, it's not as good as a black household.

"Mikuo" is just pronounced as a Roman sound. If he is called according to the normal name, he is called "Silence", and such an intimate name can only be hidden behind him, and he is pulling the back of his shirt, vigilant Yumeno Kusaku, who stared at the "uninvited guest" who broke into this space, would call it that, and everyone except Kusaku would call it that——

"Are you Hatsune-kun who wants to save me from slimy slugs?"

Osamu Dazai seemed to be in a good mood, even if he was stared at by the black and white haired guy with hostile eyes that snatched his doll, he was also in a good mood--I have to say, Mr. Mori's luck is too good, right?I picked him up one after another, not to mention the dwarves, and brought back a child with such amazing abilities, and he still bought one get one free, but he was actually bound to such a... strange, created by the singularity of the ability. "Humanoid life form".

Osamu Dazai smiled and said: "I am Dazai, Osamu Dazai, from today you are my direct subordinate, Hatsune-kun."

[If you want to solve the current situation of Kusaku, in addition to being hostile to the port mafia, the only way is to become an "insider" with enough power to speak - first of all, you should say hello to your future boss? 】

The young man with light green hair has a delicate and delicate face. Looking closely, he looks more like a high-end hand-made doll with a beautiful price than a "human" species.

The "high-definition hand-made doll" showed no aggression, and lowered its head almost submissively, so that the shorter young boss could look directly at him. The light green broken hair hung softly in front of his forehead, slightly blocking a small part Sight, he replied in an unreal voice with electronic sounds:

"Hello, I'm Hatsune Moyan."