Port Nanny, Dementia Online

In the Central Plains, there is still no one to be found early. He is like a lone ranger among the sheep. It is not the first time that he is a maverick. It is impossible.

Shima Yu also followed suit and prepared to go out to work.Before going out, he found that this group of lambs did not sleep late, uncharacteristically, but gathered together, sneakily discussing something, and occasionally looked at Shima Yu with a creepy and weird gaze.

Shima Yu shivered.

As early as more than half a month ago, Yuu Shima discovered that there was a problem.This group of lambs, now learned to avoid Zhongye in the Central Plains, secretly messing with something behind their backs.For a while, more and more adults were watching around the base, and most of them left before Chuya came back.

In this regard, Shimao's statement is: This group of lambs have learned to obey yin and yang, and such white-eyed sheep will be pilled sooner or later.

Because they have never been involved in sheep affairs, basically they do everything to avoid Shima Yu.

On this street full of violence and blood, Shimao Yu didn't even know the simple distribution of forces, or he didn't have the guts to provoke other forces, let alone expect him to know any redundant information.

Shirase was playing with his cherished Butterfly Knife, while his fingers were flying up and down, Shima Yu could only see the silver lights flashing randomly under the refraction.

Shimao looked at his hands, it was not like the other sheep members, with rough and ugly scars, because of the healing ability, it was still white and tender, like a young master who didn't touch his fingers.

When will he be able to hold the scalpel that really belongs to him?

Sensing Shima Yu's gaze, Shirase seemed to think of something, and waved at Shima Yu as if calling for a puppy, "Shima Yu, come here."

His tone was kind, and he changed from his rough attitude before, as if his conscience had discovered that he was starting to treat Shima Yuu better, "Do you know where Chuya went?"

Want to know Zhongye's whereabouts?Even if you ask me directly about this kind of thing, he will say it.Shimao intuitively felt that the other party was going to do something bad, frowned and said, "...I don't know."

"Do you really think I'll believe it?" Hu.chou.dao turned around, and finally the tip of the knife was aimed at Shima Yu, Shirose showed an undisguised malicious smile, "Are you going to tell me or not?"

"..." Hu.die.knife was well maintained. The sharp tip of the knife slightly touched Shimao's neck, causing goose bumps all over his body. The Qingtian doll hanging on his shoulder was as stiff as a real dolls.

For a moment, the other members of the sheep base stopped what they were doing and watched the scene calmly and silently, as if they were watching a black and white silent film.

Shimao glimpsed everyone's cold gaze, and the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded outside. It seemed that a large number of people surrounded Yang's base.I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of here today.

"Hmph, are you a dead duck with a stubborn mouth?" Shirase withdrew the butterfly knife, "You are getting tough at this time."

Just when Shima Yu thought this was some kind of test and was breathing a sigh of relief, the butterfly knife that Shirase often used to play handsome mercilessly pierced Shima Yu's leg straight, and was shot again. Pulled out hard.

"You lackey of Chuya in the Central Plains! I always have a way to know where Chuya went!"

"what--!!!"

Shimao Yuu, who was stabbed in the thigh, couldn't stand immediately, and fell to the ground, clutching a wound pierced through a cross section, trying to press the wound to let the blood flow in the main artery slowly, but his fingers hurt so badly that he couldn't use his strength Come.

I have to find a way to stop the bleeding, and then notify...notify...

The heartbeat was beating violently in the chest cavity, and the temples on both sides were also beating crazily. Shima Yu tried to breathe calmly, but it was in vain.

The color of the blood was wrong, and Yuu Shima, whose mind was blurred, realized something was wrong.

It's dark at first, and then it's a normal bright red later on.

"It's all you." Shirase spat, and kindly answered for him, "Waste the rat poison I smeared, this is what I prepared for Chuya—a farewell gift."

"Fortunately, you don't have a mobile phone. I don't plan to ask you to inform Zhongye."

"...For, for...what?" I don't know if he was asking the reason for hurting him, or the reason for betraying Chuya.

A smile appeared on the corner of Shirase's mouth, "If you want to blame, you can blame Chuya. If he hadn't made us realize that the sheep are just a group of weak creatures attached to him, we would not have chosen to fight with another armed organization GSS alliance."

"That guy puts his own affairs as a priority and doesn't pay attention to the organization's affairs. Even you, a piece of trash, takes priority over the organization in his eyes. What does he think of sheep?!"

"Don't blame me." Shirase shrugged and said, "This is a request from GSS, and it can be regarded as a gift that symbolizes our alliance with GSS."

"Because you don't know anything, we decided to spare your life. We didn't plan to bring you, a waste, into an alliance with GSS."

What is GSS again?These are all words that make Shima Yuu feel at a loss.

He tried hard to press the wound on his thigh, blood leaked from his fingers, and the blue band on his wrist was also stained red with blood.

Seeing the trash lying in front of him, Shirase looked down and patted Shima Yuu on the cheek, his words had a certain persuasive meaning, as if Shima Yu needed to be thankful for his great mercy.

"If Shogo didn't intercede for you, I hope you will go to hell with Zhongya."

Standing behind Shirase, Shogo showed a look of indignation.

Now that you know this will happen, why did you go and pretend to be a saint here to pity him?

"Although I don't know if you can climb out of here and find someone who is willing to save you. If there is, your legs may not be saved." Shirase thought of Mikushima Yuu walking on a sad road alone with a limp The scene above, the smile on the face magnified.

Shirase is indeed an idiot, if he doesn't stuff the rat poison in his body, he will be washed out of his body by the blood soon, how could he become disabled?

Shima Yu lowered his head and rolled his eyes, from initial shock to pain.After the return of reason, there is probably a kind of emotion now, that I finally waited until this day.

"I wish you good luck." Shirase said without any mercy.

As the footsteps of Shirase and the others drifted away, Shimao Yu felt that it was a good thing he didn't let the other party know that he had the ability to heal, otherwise it would have been a matter of stabbing the knife.I'm afraid not only can't save Zhong Ye, but also put himself in it.

Shimao Yuu was about to take off the sunny doll on his shoulders with great effort, only to realize that the footsteps surrounding the base did not leave, but were getting closer——

"Do you need help?"

The gate of the base was wide open, and a bandaged black-haired boy came from among the men in black suits. He squatted down in front of Shima Yu, tilted his head and looked at Shima Yu who was covered in cold sweat and almost lost consciousness.His face showed a different from the usual lifeless expression, but a happier smile, as if he was about to get something he had been looking forward to for a long time.

It was the same expression as when the other party played with his sunny doll a month ago.

"The last follower of the Sheep King."

"..." Shimao exhaled slowly and with difficulty, his gilt eyes were almost out of focus, and he recited unconsciously: "...Zhong, Zhongye..."

After a long time, Shima Yu heard Dazai Osamu's voice.

"okay, I get it."

The bandage boy in front of him was gradually eroded by the black light spots, covering his figure and blurring his face. The surrounding scenery and people were all eroded by the light spots, swallowing everything.

Consciousness kept pulling along with the pain, as if he had fallen into the water, and began to sink in the black and boundless ocean, his mouth and nose were submerged in the heavy seawater—until a light illuminated his vision.

Excessive blood loss can cause insufficient blood supply to the brain, resulting in symptoms such as blurred vision, thirst, dizziness, confusion or restlessness, and even coma.Shima Yu suddenly recalled the words he saw in the medical book.

The world after opening your eyes is a white ceiling with dazzling incandescent lamps.

"Wake up."

Before Shimao lost consciousness, the bandaged boy Osamu Dazai sat beside him, flipping through a book called "Complete Suicide Manual" in his hand, and said in a tone full of regret: "Unfortunately, you have not suffered from blood loss. How deadly."

"I seem to prefer to live." Shima Yu said very seriously, he lifted the quilt, and found that his leg stabbed by Shirase had been properly treated.

Damn it, if he hadn't passed out, he would have been able to see the whole process of the doctor's treatment clearly!

"The effect of anesthesia should not have passed yet." Osamu Dazai snapped the book shut, his kite-colored eyes filled with hope, "If you stab yourself at this time, will you be able to die without pain?"

Shimao pondered for a moment, his lower body was unconscious at the moment, "Theoretically, there is nothing wrong with this." But he was stabbed just now, why did he commit another crime and stab himself again?

Osamu Dazai raised his chin, "You are not as lucky as that little dwarf. You have been lying down for a day."

Yuu Shima turned his head, and there was a hospital bed next to it, the bedding of the bed was neatly folded, but there was a medical case hanging above the bed, with Nakahara Chuya's name written on it.

"...Chung also him?"

"When I arrived, he was also stabbed." Osamu Dazai gloated and said, "It's a pity that most of the rat poison on it remained in your body. He's fine."

The door of the ward was kicked open, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was wearing a neatly pressed suit, also walked in.

"I think I heard a bastard cursing me behind my back!"

"Chuya..." Osamu Dazai drew out his tone, "You are too rough, aren't you? There are patients here."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Chuya Nakahara apologized in a good manner, and found that Yuu Shima had woken up after the anesthesia, walked to the hospital bed with strides, and squeezed Osamu Dazai into the corner without any trace.

"Ayu, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Shima Yu saw a dazed expression of himself in Nakahara Nakaya's cobalt blue eyes, and replied dully: "...it's okay."

He looked from top to bottom, from Nakahara, who also wore a hat, a chocker around his neck, to a neat three-piece black suit, and even put gloves on his hands that were often in his pockets, he blinked , a little confused, "Chuya, why are you dressed like this?"

"Need to say?" Osamu Dazai poked his head out from behind, "Of course it's because he joined the Port Mafia."

"……what?"

The author has something to say: finally entered the port Mafia

Mori Ogai: Want to hold a scalpel?I make you hold till you spit.

Hey - collar seems to be a terrible word, change it to chocker

Shima Yu (sluggish): What about the one who promised to never join Port Mafia? !

Dazai: Toys get√