In order to survive, I do many jobs

The famous Yokohama philosopher Wozki Schode said: Human beings are a collection of memories, and different experiences shape different personalities.Even though people who are accustomed to regret may think that it is a good idea to erase the past, people without the past cannot find the value of self-existence.

——Who is "I"?Do you really think you can answer this question?

A long time ago, when I was an ordinary working girl in the port mafia, my boss Osamu Dazai told me the story of Mr. Rantang in a small chat.

It may be hard to imagine, but Osamu Dazai has indeed played the role of "life mentor" many times, and he is very good at dealing with lost teenagers. You can see that this is true when you look at Akutagawa next door.

From time to time, he will throw out some philosophical questions that seem very profound and complicated at first glance, but the actual logic is a mystery, pulling me from the busy and ordinary daily life into the magic maze of thinking, and brainstorming with him.

... Osamu Dazai is on the fifth floor, and I am outside the door (manual goodbye.jpg).

In other words: Dazai Osamu likes to have convulsions from time to time, and when he has convulsions, he likes to force the weak, helpless and pitiful me to discuss the meaning of life and the value of existence with him. Every philosophy class makes me feel miserable.

You said he was so good at thinking, why didn't he just publish a book?It's hard to be angry about what kind of man I am.

The scene of "telling a story" sounds quite warm, reminiscent of a wood-burning stove in winter and a grandmother with a gaping mouth in an easy chair.

But since the narrator this time is the famous self-shark madman in Hong Kong and black, a large self-propelled monster with bandages written from head to toe with dejection and blackening warnings, this is obviously not a warm daily time.

Osamu Dazai really likes to give people poisoned chicken soup. I have no idea how many stupid groundhogs are hiding in his little head.

The story happened on a quiet day, and my boss Osamu Dazai failed to enter the water again.He floated on the water like a salted fish that couldn't turn over, undulating, like a large non-recyclable garbage, which gave me a splitting headache.

Here we go, here we go again.Fortunately, I brought a fishing net, otherwise, wouldn't it be me who would redeem him when he floated downstream and was caught ashore by a fishing boat?The logistics lady doesn't want to see my reimbursement form anymore.

"Hey, hey, pull out the carrot... let's go!" I fished Osamu Dazai out of the crystal-clear water with great effort and dried it. The weak girl's physical strength was gradually wiped out in the struggle with the fishing net.

If it weren't for the fact that I have a conscience that is still in Hong Kong for the first time, I really want to let Dazai Ji to fend for himself.

You said that I have a good job as a civilian, and it’s fine if I go out to work. More exercise is good for my health, I think.

But who can tell me: why 99% of my field work is in the river/seaside/in the fisherman’s net/under the strange crooked neck tree to recover my boss and pay all kinds of compensation—the money reimbursed by Hong Kong gangsters, My private money is not enough for the fisherman uncle to buy a box of fish food, the humbleness of a girl who eats soil.jpg

At a young age, I have already witnessed Osamu Dazai practiced half of the Complete Self-Shark Handbook, and his devotion to science is eloquent.By the way, I also saw Osamu Dazai's tenacious vitality. He is indeed an excellent mafia who was beaten by Mr. Nakaya many times but was not injured. You are the best.

Such a death has never overturned, Osamu Dazai must be the son of the goddess of luck, let me take a breath of Europe, and bless the ten consecutive shipments, please!

Today's Osamu Dazai has recovered, let me sit down and drink a mouthful of blood before embarking on the journey.

A wet dried salted fish and a dried dried salted fish lie side by side on the green grass by the river, with their stomachs spread out and waiting to dry naturally.

"Ah!" Osamu Dazai sneezed softly, water dripped from the end of his forehead hair and slid across his pale cheeks.The wet bandage stuck to Osamu Dazai's skin, and the damp breath spread from him to me.

I hate the feeling of being sticky and wet, and the heavy clothes after absorbing water made the situation extremely bad. The air pressure on Osamu Dazai's body could be seen to drop by more than one degree to the naked eye, and his whole person looked extraordinarily gloomy and cold.

"Ah!"

I heard Osamu Dazai's unstoppable sneezes, one after another, like a kitten sneezing, trying to restrain but couldn't match the instinct of the body, I even heard some signs of being out of breath.

Wait for him to dry naturally, I'm afraid there will be no one left, and if he is not in good health, don't rush to die.

I unbuttoned it, took off my suit jacket, and threw it on my delicate and frail devil boss.Due to the lack of accuracy, he covered his face that was disastrous to the country and the people.

"Qianya-chan?" Dazai Osamu's voice came from under the jacket, he pulled the clothes down a little, revealing two water-soaked eyes, and turned his head to look at me.

"Yes, yes, I am... Although the clothes are a bit small, please wear them comfortably, Mr. Dazai." I grabbed the grass roots on the ground in boredom, and dealt with him casually, my mind was full of menu options for tonight's cafeteria.

It's too late for lunch, and at this point the uncle in the cafeteria has already started to take a nap, so I have to fill in the gap at noon during dinner time.

My clothes were too small for Osamu Dazai. He grabbed one sleeve and looked left and right, but he couldn't think of any "compromise" method to force him to shrink his bones and stuff himself into this suit. inside.

This dress might suit Mr. Chuya better...Miscalculated.

I couldn't see it and took my coat from his hand, shook my hands casually, wrapped Dazai Zhi's hairy and wet head in the clothes with lightning speed, and rubbed it violently, making Dazai dizzy , Constantly issued a protesting "huh" sound.

You can get wet everywhere on your body, only your hair must be dry. The health assistant reminds you: Keeping your hair dry is the first step to avoid migraines. Please don’t be careless, nozuonodie.

"Okay, Mr. Dazai." I released Osamu Dazai's head from the barrier of the clothes, and said to him while lowering my head to fold the wrinkled, wet and completely invisible coat, "Do you want to go back to the office now?"

My tone was very rusty, and it was completely an attitude towards ordinary superiors.Because at that time I was not very familiar with Osamu Dazai, he used his authority as a cadre to apply for a meal subsidy for me in Hong Kong and gangsters, and I unilaterally recognized him as my food and clothing parent, and it was one of my jobs to clean up the mess for my boss.

For the sake of timely handling, Dazai Osamu should not be sick... I have to watch him and drink ginger soup when I go back.

Osamu Dazai's aura is gloomy when he has a low-grade fever, his temper will obviously deteriorate a lot, and his style of handling things will be more tricky and inhuman.He himself is uncomfortable, so he prefers to torture innocent subordinates, watching them scream, and entertaining himself with their miserable appearance.

As the pendant of Dazai's cadres, for the peace of Hong Kong and black and the stability of work, and for the little heart that the seniors in the office can't save with quick-acting heart-saving pills, Qianyejiang, a beautiful girl who protects world peace, resolutely takes care of Dazai. A difficult burden.

Now that I think about it, that was probably the beginning of my cat raising career.

After going through all kinds of ups and downs, I was also promoted from a green newcomer to a super god cat owner through Osamu Dazai's repeated death, completing a gorgeous transformation.

"No, there must be no lunch box in the cafeteria now." Osamu Dazai stood up, patted the grass clippings stuck to his clothes, "How about I invite Qianye to eat curry rice? Are you not hungry?"

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but when he said it, my stomach growled twice, which was very embarrassing.

"Okay, no problem which store we will go to now." What is face?Can face be eaten?Can't eat what I want it for.

In all fairness: Am I the type of person who would sell my soul for food?

--I am.

The curry shop that Osamu Dazai took me to is very familiar. I have eaten his curry. It is delicious, but it is spicy, very spicy, devil spicy, and human beings cannot bear the heat. Except for Mr. Oda Saku, I have not seen the challenge A warrior of spicy flavors.

Oda Sakunosuke, an unfathomable man, a fan of spicy curry, has a refined steel stomach, and is extremely powerful.

I sat on the chair and swayed my legs while waiting for the curry to come to the table. Osamu Dazai sitting next to me didn't know what to think, and suddenly told me the story of his first mission after joining the port mafia, also known as Hong Kong black secrets, the harmonized content that is forbidden to discuss on the forum.

But the protagonist of the story told by Osamu Dazai is not himself, but Mr. Lantang, who has always been known only by his name.

I know very little about this senior who once held a high position in the port mafia. The only thing I know is that Mr. Nakaya's most precious hat is Mr. Lantang's relic.Just as Osamu Dazai was my guide, Mr. Rando has the same meaning to Mr. Chuya.

Osamu Dazai has always disliked this very much, and he always likes to diss Mr. Nakaya by this point. Mr. Nakaya was so angry that he raised his iron fist of justice, and beat Osamu Dazai into the ground, smashing it into pieces of biscuits.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help applauding: Mr. Nakaya, well done!

During the storytelling, the delicious curry rice was served.I poked open a piece of floury and sticky potato, and while I ate it, I listened to Osamu Dazai tell the story of the past.

"Mr. Lantang died in the first joint battle between me and Chuya." Dazai Osamu held the spoon and picked the carrots in the curry rice to the edge of the plate in distaste. "It's not so much that we killed him, it is better to say He killed himself—Mr. Lantang has doubts about why he exists in the world."

"Because he lost his past memory."

I don't know who I really am, I don't understand the meaning of my life, I lose the goal I may swear to stick to, and the connection with the world is cut off.

The severed memory is like a broken kite string, even if it goes to the sky, it can't find the source again.

Losing memory can make people feel confused, so can the extra memory tamper with people's cognition?

Of course, human beings are essentially individuals composed of memories.

I myself am an ultra-high-risk mind control supernatural power user, and I have done a lot of research on these mysterious things. [Schrödinger's Two or Five Boys] The activation effect is to make people have the cognition of "you can trust me" out of thin air, which is similar to editing memory.

I have seen a lot of victims whose powers are too different before and after. If they can choose, they will definitely reject the extra memory.

Just one extra section of memory that does not belong to me is like a stick in my throat. I dare not even think about how wonderful it is to have dozens of extra memories of different personalities.

——So, my dear friend, how stupid are you?

In the field covered by the green power grid, there was a knife light movie. I squatted in the corner, thinking about life while discharging electricity.

Me: I feel like a power bank... "On How I Became a Tool Man".

Don't get me wrong, I didn't paddle, I tried very hard to join the battlefield, but they didn't reserve a seat for me.

Originally it was well said, Zi played first, and then I went up, and arranged for the little brother clearly.However, accidents happened frequently, and Gojo Sukuna, who came back from the jungler from nowhere, suddenly broke the glass, jumped into the battlefield, rushed towards me with a stride, and shouted, "Purple!"

Seeing Milk Brother suddenly rushing in, I urgently opened a small mouth for him, who knew that he was not the only one who let in.

Yatogami Gourou, who was closely following Gojo Sukuna, then stepped into the realm of my Raiden Dharma King. His eyes met with Yushaoshen Zi's eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly became anxious.

"Little Goulang, long time no see, do you miss your elder brother?" Yu Shaoshen Zi, who completely ignored the colorless king opposite from the moment his junior appeared, showed a coquettish smile, and suddenly swung his knife!

When brothers and sisters meet each other, beating is kissing and scolding is love. Have you felt the love of your senior brother?

"Yu Shao Shen Zi!" Ya Dao Shen Gou Lang pulled out his saber with a complicated expression, and blocked the blow, "I am here to kill the evil king, and I have no time to fight with you."

"Little Goulang really misses the old love." Yu Shaoshenzi took a step back and pulled out a gorgeous saber flower, "but it is true that today is not a good time to fight. The long-lost brothers join forces to fight against the enemy. Do you want to try? "

"Are you also here to kill the evil king?" Yatogami Goulang looked suspiciously at Yu Shao Shen Zi, who shrugged, "The king's order is also something that can't be helped——Sukina, Xiao Qianye , Absolutely, absolutely, you must not intervene in the war between me and Gou Lang."

I:?Am I being kicked out of the battlefield now?Bridge bean sack, I can, let me do it!

You martial arts faction is really too much for grabbing people's heads. I really want to hit my brother once, but is it true that you don't give me a chance?

Although as long as the colorless king dies, anyone can kill, but is the joy of taking revenge yourself so deprived by you?Promise me, you'll hit someone in the face, okay?Give me face, slap me in the face, the kind that breaks the appearance, okay?

"Tsk, Zi showed that expression again." Gojo Sukuna, who knows Zi's personality well, squatted beside me, and tugged at my sleeve, "We'll play games when Mr. Liu and Pan come. Now?"

Sukuna: Waiting is boring, come and connect with me!

Me: Respect the colorless king who has been brutally ignored!As a villain but has no name or anything, it's really unqualified.

"Mr. Liu and Pan are coming too... You guys are in collusion?" I feel as if I have been cheated, Mr. Liu, you seem to be such an honest person, but you don't learn well. The world of adults is really dirty, I am so hurt .

Bishuiliu: It's a surprise for newcomers, do you like it?

"Don't you really want to kill this guy, Ruo simply planned this operation." Gojo Sukuna said indifferently, "Ru is super protective, whether it is the colorless king or the devil, it is not our Jungle opponent!"

Brother, bragging can have a big tongue.Although the colorless king has a low IQ, he is still a king anyway; although the name of the demon Fyodor is difficult to remember, he is strong by an inch and long by an inch. Don't underestimate him.

"Mr. Liu and Pan are also here to deal with the colorless king, so who is targeting the devil?" I don't understand, the whole group is dispatched to kill the king, where does Tom, who is playing cat and mouse, come from?

"Here, here." Hearing this, Gojo Sukuna showed me the electronic map from his pocket, dense green light spots were spreading around, as if he was looking for something.

"That mouse... Damn, super cunning! Jungle has issued a warrant, so he can't escape!" Gojo Sukuna thumped the ground with his fist, opened Jungle, and added another reward.

Seeing this, I silently opened my cadre authority, and then added a sum.

You pay me a sum, send him to debut today, the power of money is the universal law of the world.

Demon Fyodor, the top Jerry who was wanted by many parties and could escape calmly, I took over the command from Gojo Sukuna, and bit my fingertips to calculate his escape route.

I'm not a martial artist, so I can't get involved in the scene for the time being. It's okay to shift the focus to the backstage first. Majin, who can be praised as an opponent by Osamu Dazai, doesn't have many opportunities to confront him. It's another rare practical lesson. Watch Let's see if my little tricks of killing people have regressed.

Before getting an offer from your company, Mr. Fyodor, let me see your capabilities.

The superiority of my boss determines my attitude towards this job. Only the powerful can subdue natural slag. This Neptune is very picky.

"A5 left the team, turn left ahead and search." I squeezed the mini microphone and stared at the screen intently, "D2 is back, there is no need to investigate over there, rush to support C1."

Although there are few cadres in Jungle, there are really many members. Once a reward is placed on the target, the huge amount of points will make the player go crazy in an instant. All members are dispatched to search for the target, and they will never let go of any opportunity. Today is a carnival for Jungle.

The final record is distributed according to the contribution value, how bold and productive a person is, if you want points, don’t even think about paddling, move for me——GOGOGO!

"Is there any player working at the airport? Check all the flights that fly to Russia or can fly to Russia after connecting! Unfortunately, we don't have a portrait of the devil, so don't hesitate to report suspicious people if you see them!"

From Japan to Russia, waterways, flights, and railways are all available. The most preferred option is to smuggle-smuggle-ship, and I will choose that if I want to.But positive thinking is not advisable. I know that smuggling-ships are safe. Would the devil Fyodor not know?If you think so, it's right in his arms.

The last choice is the rails, because the trains are easy and slow.I have also thought that the devil chose this path instead of doing the opposite. After all, it is a duel between routine and anti-routine, prediction and anti-prediction, and the difference between victory and defeat is only a matter of thought.

I know nothing about Majin, but I know Osamu Dazai.

Had Osamu Dazai been the subject of arrest, I'm sure he would have chosen a direct flight.The greater the risk, the greater the fruit. Once the plane takes off, it will be even more difficult to catch people. As long as you can fool the initial strict investigation, this seemingly dangerous road is even safer than smuggling a ship.

Here is a reminder: Ordinary criminals should not learn from the two of them. It is as difficult as ever to escape the search.I believe Osamu Dazai can do it. Based on his evaluation of Majin's IQ, I think Fyodor-kun can do it too.

It's so sad, the mouse is too strict about his privacy, I haven't been able to get a glimpse of his true face so far, otherwise, with Liu Jun's network tracking technology, why would this be the case!

"Suddenly there are more people..." The Russian man in a white furry hat quietly looked at the strangers passing through the terminal hall, with his fingers resting on his chin, "I thought I would be led to the port... Have you changed commanders?"

Information on the Green King is too scarce, as are his clan members.Compared with the previous frizzy style, the new commander's behavior is bolder, but more determined.

"A Tuo~" The white-haired clown suddenly appeared with a head—really? One head, the kind without a lower body, "The clown is here to pick you up, let's go?"

Fyodor withdrew his gaze, and the cloak that appeared out of nowhere wrapped him and Gogol, the supernatural power was activated, and the mouse came out of the cage.

——When we return to Japan, it will be the day when Yokohama will be destroyed.

"As expected of a devil." I tapped the cold screen lightly with my knuckles, "I lost, Sukuna."

"Huh? Didn't he, did he run away so soon?" Gojo Sukuna was watching the mixed doubles scene of the brothers next door, and turned his head when he heard my words, "You're kidding, our defense is so tight."

"Skills are not as good as human beings." I put down the electronic map and stood up lazily, "There is no limit to learning——I still have to learn."

Great man, you managed to get my attention.I've decided on your offer, and I'll put you in a cage after I succeed in stealing my teacher.

The green king sword appeared above the head, heralding changes in the battlefield.Yu Shaoshen Zi sighed regretfully, and put the Odachi back into the scabbard behind her.

"I didn't have a good time today, let's fight another day. Kogouro, you should leave the field." Yatogami Gorou was brought into the battlefield because his sword [Li], which can hurt the king, can flow out in Bishui Consume the colorless king's combat power to the greatest extent in front of him.

As the most powerful king under the King of Gold, the King of Green fights against the weakest King of Colorless among the Seven Kings. There is no suspense about the outcome.The pre-weakening and preparation work is just to make this killing operation faster, so as to avoid untimely courts from coming to disrupt the situation.

Bishuiliu is a rare faction capable of both fighting and wits. Although he is sincere and easy to talk to, don't forget that he is actually a villain, and he is very good at killing people with a knife.

Panzhou Tianji appeared on the edge of the battlefield pushing Bishuiliu, and the man holding the Bible laughed twice, looked up at the two opposing king swords in the sky, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "Go, go, just have fun. "

"Here comes the flow, let's go." Gojo Sukuna was about to leave the battlefield with Yu Shaoshen Zi, when he saw that the girl beside him didn't move, he raised his voice and said, "We can't interfere in the battle of the king, leave quickly Here!"

"No." The black-haired girl said softly, she didn't look at him, and walked towards the colorless king who was wrestling with Bi Shui Liu step by step like a demon.

"Leave? Now is the time for me to go on stage." The safety catch was pulled out with a click, and the replacement bullet fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Did you know? Sukuna, my marksmanship is very inaccurate." An He Qianye turned her head sideways, the sharp knife light cut her cheek, and slender blood flowed out.

She didn't seem to feel the pain at all. Ahead was the king's domain, which was so chaotic that outsiders were not allowed to step in. Both Yushaoshen Zi and Gojo Sukuna had to avoid the edge temporarily.

Invisible wounds exploded on her arms, blood spattering everywhere.The gust of wind blew up her long hair, and the huge sound pounded her heart.

"The marksmanship is inaccurate...and then?" Gojo Sukuna showed an unbelievable expression, "Don't go any further! You will die!"

What is she thinking!Why didn't Liu stop her? !

"Then? In order to prevent the enemy from escaping, I usually shoot like this." An and Qianye swayed a little, and Gojo Sukuna couldn't see her movements clearly, and could only capture an afterimage. The instantaneous explosive power of such a person is actually so strong.

The green lightning hit the fleeing colorless king, Bi Shui Liu did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but took a step back in a tacit understanding.

With the body as a barrier, the supernatural powers were activated to the extreme, and the cognitive confusion caused by being forced to constantly change personalities made him have a splitting headache, tearing his mouth, and his voice was hoarse, "You..."

"Hush." ​​Slender fingers touched her lips lightly, the girl's voice was calm and peaceful, her black eyes were like pools of water scooped up from an abyss, declaring the favor of death.

The black muzzle was thrust into the throat roughly, the lower jaw was removed with a click, and the hand holding the gun pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

Game Over.

"Don't hide, I know you're here." An and Qianye bent down and grabbed the collar of the corpse, "It's not easy for Wang to die. Isn't your body cute? Come out and let me see."

The bright red lips stayed on top of the man's lips, she pinched the corpse's lips with some disgust, and blew lightly from the air.A fox-like white smoke emerged from the corpse uncontrollably, its long and narrow eyes full of panic.

"What are you still struggling with? Didn't you notice it?" Her voice was filled with black mud-like malice, "Dresden Slate has given up on you."

"I am the new colorless king."

"You're lying!" The Colorless King screamed, and the gradually weakened connection with the stone slab caused his mentality to explode. "I'm not dead yet! I'm not dead yet! There can be no new king!"

"Oh, is this your real personality?" I blinked, showing a nuclear smile, "That's right, the old king will not die, and the new king will not survive. Then, I can only ask you to die. .”

Ability to take effect.

The unstoppable tampering of cognition, the trust that must be delivered even if life is held in the hands of others, the struggle of self-abandonment, and the question that can never be answered.

Emotions that are wantonly manipulated are the forte of mind-controlling supernatural beings.

Therefore, we were identified as super high-risk by the Supernatural Secret Service Division, and the name of fear spread to the entire inner world.

"Goodbye, my dear friend." I untied the bullet hanging from my neck and slowly fed it into the gun chamber.

"Does it look familiar? This bullet was given to me by you back then. Now I'll give it back to you, do you like it?"

The fox's mouth was blocked by the muzzle of the gun, and he couldn't speak. Looking at his teary eyes, let's assume it is [like].

"As long as you like it, good night."

The gentle words are like whispers between lovers. The Wang Jian that suddenly shattered in the sky disappeared once, but reappeared in the next second.

The kingship changed, and the dust fell.

The new Seventh King, the Colorless King, was born today.

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Don't ask me why the bullets I used once can still be used for the second time, just ask me that it is more handsome.

Qianye: Diligence and thrift in housekeeping is a virtue (like yourself)

Let's guess what Qianye's Wang Zhili is~ I have arranged a skill for Zai Zai that is suitable for both young and old girls (?).