I'm surviving in a love game

He took half a step back, but it wasn't actually a step back, because he just pressed his back against the door frame a little more, and the corners of his white shirt were rubbed into a few folds.

Xinggong Shizhi, who pretended not to see anything, gave a weak thank you when passing him by. The voice was light and fluttering, but it landed in his heart strangely, causing a ripple, and this ripple was not short-lived. On the contrary, at this moment, it shows a continuity that is hard to ignore, and even spreads to all limbs.

As a result, the clear and shallow ripples were catalyzed several times and turned into dense tingling pains.

Unlike all previous ones.The way of killing, whether it is suffocation or drowning, does not bring any pain as much as this.

Weird.

It's so strange, I made up my mind from the very beginning, as if I've found the existence that can save him, but why...

Will it hurt so much?

His slender palms tightly clenched the clothes on his chest, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged from the force, until the white shirt was pinched and wrinkled, revealing a miserable feeling. He slowly lowered his head to look at the overly white clothes, eyes Without blinking, there is nothingness in the eyes.

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice broke the stagnant air, and the corners of his mouth raised slowly and calmly, and finally fixed at the right angle.

He silently raised his hand to smooth the folds on his chest, and when he raised his head again, he returned to a leisurely state, as if everything just now was a dream.

Although for Osamu Dazai, all this is a dream, the world is false, emotions are false, and all existence is nothingness.

However, at a certain moment, Osamu Dazai also looked at the world and her with the feeling of "it would be good if this was true".

"Looking for reality in illusion, it's really..." he murmured, "It's an interesting paradox."

He tilted his head, his ear was pressed against the cold door frame, his eyes followed her back like a shadow, and some complex emotions grew in his eyes.

Inside the President's Office.

"I hope Fukuzawa-sama can give me an explanation." Sitting face to face with Fukuzawa Yukichi, Mori Omi folded his legs, leaning half of his body on the back of the chair, with his legs crossed. Just the sitting posture made his temperament Get a completely different change, no, it should be that the current Mori Ogai has peeled off the disguised shell and revealed part of his true self.

It's only a part, not without reason, relying on Fukuzawa Yukichi's understanding of Mori Ogai, at least he can still smile now, so the situation is not as serious as imagined.

Or maybe, Mori Ogai had expected this day from the very beginning, and had already prepared for it. Of course, this is just the most basic speculation.

"According to the report of my subordinates, your cadres were attacked by unknown supernatural beings, which led to the current situation." Fukuzawa Yukichi replied seemingly truthfully, without changing his expression, "Since you sent The cadres should be ready when they arrive at the Claw's base."

"I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a long time. Your Excellency Fukuzawa has also changed." His tone was half-joking, with the back of his hand resting on his cheek, and the chill in his tone in the next second was enough to frostbite people. One, as expected of the Armed Detective Agency."

How could Fukuzawa Yukichi not know the meaning of Mori Ogai's words? The dangerous supernatural beings are Atsushi Nakajima and Shiori Hoshimiya. The person who is closely related to all the recent cases.

Furthermore, even if the Armed Detective Agency immediately blocked the news of the supernatural powers shown by Shiori Hoshimiya in the carjacking case, all they could do was to block the news through ordinary channels.As the third force in Yokohama, the Port Mafia naturally has their internal information channels.

Taking a step back, meeting Mori Ogai at the hospital would definitely not be a coincidence. When he thought that this guy knew about his rabies vaccination, even Yukichi Fukuzawa felt a headache.

There are various indications that Hong Kong gangsters tried to negotiate with the armed detective society a long time ago. The specific purpose is probably for Shiori Xinggong, no, to be precise, it is for Shiori Xinggong's supernatural power.When Fukuzawa Yukichi checked the surveillance video on the train, he was also surprised by this never-before-seen ability and its excessively powerful destructive power.

The power of different abilities can be glimpsed only through the blurry video.

"but……"

"Knock Knock Knock-"

Two completely different voices sounded at the same time node, interlaced and partially overlapped.

Hearing the sound, Mori Ogai smiled slightly, "It seems that the tea has arrived."

Fukuzawa Yukichi automatically ignored this, frowned slightly, and before the next knock on the door sounded, he opened his mouth to let Xinggong Shizhi outside the door come in.

"come in."

"President, here are the tea and snacks I prepared, please take your time." Shiori Hoshimiya put the teacups and snacks on the tray while talking, and the light white mist first gathered on the tea surface, Then it floated up from the tea surface slowly, slowly, and finally dissipated in the air. The fragrant water vapor dimmed Mori Ogai's dark red eyes, slightly weakening the sharpness of the corners of his eyes.

The dark red pupils, like congealed blood, became as clear as rubies due to the dilution of water vapor.

"Speaking of which, Your Excellency Fukuzawa has not even introduced this lady." Mori Ogai picked up the teacup and blew away the mist, as if parting a layer of veil, the hidden truth also drifted away with the mist presented.

"Shiori Hoshimiya, my name is Shiori Hoshimiya."

The hands holding the tray folded in front of her belly, Hoshimiya Shiori was used to using the most appropriate expressions and expressions to pretend that this was the first time they met.

"Shiori Hoshimiya...?" Mori Ogai repeated in a low voice, his eyes lowered, and from her perspective, he seemed to be staring at the peaceful chamian, and then he said, "What a wonderful name."

In the mythology of the past, the name is the shortest curse, which is enough to bind a person's life.

The shortest mantra.

He tasted the word, rolling it in his mouth like he was holding a piece of hard candy. Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the house, and the sweet taste of the candy was drawn to the tip of his tongue, followed by some elusive And indescribable emotion.

Inexplicably, there is one thing he is sure of, starting with this real wind, the long-sealed story is about to begin.

"If there is nothing else, then I'll go out first." Shiori Hoshimiya has been quietly looking at Mori Ogai, and she can't pick out any clues from the other party's words, but even so she can't relax In one breath, because for Mori Ogai, camouflage is almost his most basic skill.

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