Dr. Jishihurensen

The lady stood aside, watching a group of men in neatly dressed kimonos kneeling in front of the public.

She was wearing a small foreign dress and a small parasol covered with lace. She had a very casual posture. With the mentality of a tourist visiting folk customs, she began to ask about the custom of seppuku.

"Speaking of which, if you cut seppuku, you shouldn't die directly, right?"

"Yes. Because there are important organs in the abdomen, they will not die for a while after the seppuku, and may last for an hour or two. However, the person who undergoes seppuku will be very painful during this period, so we will arrange for someone to intervene, that is, someone To cut off their heads after their seppuku, to save the seppuku from suffering too much."

The one who was questioned by the lady was none other than Mori Ogai who was specially called by the lady.

Mori Ogai was a very handsome young man, and even the smell of gunpowder smoke from the battlefield could not detract from his charm.But at this moment, his face was covered with a layer of gloom, as if he was forced to face a scene he didn't want to see, and his explanation was cold and very official.

"Oh, is that so?"

The lady smiled, turned her head slightly, and looked at Mori Ogai, the layered lace was drawn across Mori Ogai's face, making Mori Ogai frown subconsciously.

"In this case, it seems to damage the image of the samurai. If I remember correctly, these are death squads. If people make mistakes, won't they tarnish their determination? Then don't make mistakes, it's too pitiful gone."

As if thinking of her head falling to the ground, the lady's hands in lace gloves covered her gorgeous red lips.

Mori Ogai's expression became even uglier in an instant, "They are all fighters, please give them the last respect."

"Oh, I made this decision because I respect them, not to mention, they are heroes, don't those who wronged them feel that their hands are stained with the blood of heroes, and it will be difficult to face themselves in the rest of their lives? I'm obviously well-intentioned, so wouldn't Dr. Sen accept it?"

Mori Ogai's face was livid, his chest heaved, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he couldn't accept what the lady said.

"Okay, okay, with such a big sun, people who are dying have to be exposed to the sun. It's just too pitiful, so pitiful."

As she spoke, she waved to the people around her, "Let them start, I'm here to watch the seppuku scene, it must be spectacular, right?"

As she said that, a look of pity appeared on her face, "Hey, when I think of their bodies falling on the scroll painted by my own blood, I feel so tragic, they are worthy of being warriors."

As she spoke, she waved her hand, "What are you waiting for?"

As she spoke, she turned her head and looked at Mori Ogai at the side.

Mori Ogai turned his head, not looking at the situation over there.

"Oh, they are the ones you rescued again and again, won't Dr. Sen send them off for the last time?"

Mori Ogai's voice was obviously patient, "Don't go too far."

"what are you talking about."

The lady pulled out a feather fan, and the soft feathers covered the lower half of her face, "You are an angel who has been working hard to save their lives, shouldn't you die for them?"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Mori Ogai's thoughts, he said to the man beside him, "Hold his face and let him send his people the last way."

After speaking, shaking her snow-white feather fan, the stunningly beautiful lady turned around.

"Oh, it's really bloody and violent here. It's not beautiful at all. Are their wounds rotten? It smells so disgusting. I don't want to read it. Let's go now. Doctor Sen, you are here Watch the whole thing here."

As she spoke, she turned her head again, "By the way, as a reward for the heroes, I allow you to restrain their corpses. You see, how tolerant I am."

After finishing speaking, she gave a charming smile and left the place where the blood gradually spread.

Mori Ogai was forced to look at everything in front of him. Hearing the sound of the woman's high heels leaving, he took a deep breath.

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A dark interior.Three or two voices were talking in low voices.

"Dr. Sen controlled the amount of bleeding for them under the pretext of restraining their appearance, so their death time can be delayed, but it is already evening, four hours have passed, and those who can survive..."

"No matter what, as long as you have a breath, pull it over." Yosano Akiko's voice was cold.

Originally changed to Yosano Akiko from before, because she had seen too many people who wanted to die but had to be dragged back to this world by her, which hindered her supernatural ability.

But now Yosano Akiko, watching people who have given birth to the belief to live come back to life in front of her, the brilliance on her face can only be compared to when she first came to the military camp.

There was a bright radiance on the girl's face.

The person with the ability to teleport was covered in blood, and he reached out and wiped his face with his red-brown blood-stained arm, "There are others, Dr. Sen bagged the ones that are still alive, and I will replace them with other corpses. It shouldn't be easy to show your feet."

"That's not enough. In order to avoid being recognized, he will be cremated as soon as possible after he has restrained himself. If the people from the clock tower come to check whether the corpse is that person, it will be troublesome." After recovering, his voice was also abnormally weak.

"Yes, I'll go right now."

With that said, the teleporter disappeared again.

Yosano Akiko's hands were covered in blood.

Now, only the two of them are left in the main hall of the shrine.

"Angel." The person who had just been rescued knew the name of Yosano Akiko, and he was also the one who had the best relationship with Yosano Akiko among the Supernatural Death Squad.

But later, in the endless cycle of death, he looked at Akiko Yosano with resentment in his eyes.

But this time, he looked at Yosano Akiko with gentle eyes, just like when he gave her the butterfly hair accessory at the beginning.

"Thanks to you."

However, just as his hand landed on Yosano Akiko's shoulders, a large cloud of dust was shaken off above their heads.

Alice, who had just been cured by Akiko Yosano, appeared in front of the two of them in an instant.

On the small body, there was a blue light.

"I'll protect you."

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Mori Ogai was brought under control.

The lady in the western dress walked lightly, as if she was dancing a cheerful waltz.

"It's late at night, isn't Dr. Sen still asleep? In fact, for these corpses, as long as someone handles them, why does Dr. Lao Sen need to do it himself?"

Mori Ogai lowered his head and did not speak.

"Oh, it's my fault. I just remembered that Dr. Sen is usually behind the scenes, so he usually doesn't know much about people with supernatural abilities, so he made a wrong judgment at this time..."

With that said, she came over.

He lowered his head, looked at the expressionless Mori Ogai, and showed a mysterious smile.

"Guess, how much do we know about the abilities that you members of the Supernatural Death Squad have?"

Mori Ogai's pupils shrank slightly.

Sensitively seeing the reaction of Mori Ogai's pupils, the lady laughed as if she got the answer she wanted.

Mori Ogai closed his eyes, preventing the uncontrollable irises from revealing his thoughts, and began to think about a question.

So, how much do they know about their own supernatural powers?

Thinking this way, he let that person roughly drag him, and tied him to the stool he usually sat on. Mori Ogai, who seemed to have lost his power, showed a calm expression from an angle that no one could see. laugh.

Well, everything is according to his plan.

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In the small room without windows, after the sudden shock, the light only flickered twice and then went out.

The people here are already used to fighting, and they didn't panic when faced with sudden abnormalities.

The first time they realized that the crisis was coming, someone had already reached out and hugged Yosano Akiko who was on the side.

"I'll take Akiko with me first, you guys... um!"

A painful hum came from one side, and Yosano Akiko's voice also came from the darkness.

"Xiao Gong, are you alright!"

Seri Komiya is a teleporter in the Super Expendables.

Obviously, the rash utterance just now caused him to be seriously injured.

"Go." The other person's voice was a little hoarse.He has already sensed the danger tomorrow.

As his voice fell, white star dots suddenly lit up in the dark room, accompanied by the crisp sound of swords clashing.

Someone broke in when the room was dark.

Accompanied by this bit of light, there is the sound of the connecting sound like a violent storm.

But fighting in the dark consumes far more people than fighting in the light, but within a short time, the sound of metal breaking can be heard.

And the hoarse voice just now let out a muffled groan along with the opponent's knife light.

The winner didn't feel joyful at all because of winning, he made a distressed sound as if he was used to it.

"Well—has the man run away?"

After a while, a little spark lit up on the spot.

The swaying flames illuminated the face of the winner. Although he was not very old, he had already grown a beard.

The flame was extinguished as the object was ignited, leaving only a bright light flickering in the room.

A curl of light smoke rose, and the fire light only lit up in the dark room for a second, and then fell to the ground with the breeze.

click.

The overhead light switch in the room was turned on.

The two fingers of the smoker's left hand pinched the sharp blade that was only half an inch away from his face, "It's too slow, everyone has already run away! Fuze!"

Fukuji Sakurachi turned her head and complained loudly to the man who was walking slowly behind him with a sword.