After rebirth, should my surname be Nakahara or Dazai?

"Hey, Sakura-chan, this game actually involves stories from three worlds."

I was walking on the streets of Yokohama in the cold wind at night, and I kept kicking a small stone with my feet.

Surrounded by citizens lying in disorder and sitting in a deep coma, I looked up at the moon that was fading tonight, and couldn't help sighing.

"The first story is related to Mikoto-chan and their academy city. As you can see, this smoke is not a so-called ability, at least not defined in our world. I even think that it is just the most common It’s just physical means. As for the evidence—the one in my arms is the best evidence. mua~”

I sat across from the two of them, and watched as Dazai's father lowered his head and slapped Nakahara's father on the face.

Ah... I'm used to it.

"That is to say, this smoke is effective in this world, regardless of the characters."

"Ah. Moreover, the restrictions on a person's body are directly proportional to the strength of the abilities attached to him." Zhongyuan's father said, sitting up from Dazai's father's arms with his hands up, and did not forget to give him a look.

I sat on the ground, crossed my legs together, and picked the dirt on the soles of my feet with my hands.I also understand the reason that smoke is a physical attack, but I always thought that the invalidation of the ability was a new type of ability.But the new information I got at this time completely overturned my guess.

"The second story, Sakura-chan." Dazai's father said softly, pulling my thoughts back, "The second story happened in Yokohama. However, it probably happened many years ago. And at this moment A conspiracy ... is more like a revenge."

"Revenge?" I took a deep breath, well, what kind of thought did not keep up, the whole thing became more and more bizarre as I sorted it out.

"Yes, it is revenge. A plan of revenge that lasted long ago and has not been implemented until today."

I rubbed my head, feeling that one head is bigger than another. Dazai father divided his beauty into half with me, why not divide his brain into half, no, just one third, one quarter, one quarter !

"The third story..."

I raised my head, and Dazai's father was leaning against the wall, looking at me with a slight smile.

Gentleness like never before.

"Sakura-chan, you are destined to be my daughter—from the first time we met."

"Pa-ta", I kicked the stone on the ground again, watching the small stone being kicked away by me, hitting the far wall and being bounced back.

I don't know what Dazai's father meant by saying this, just this one sentence, and then he refused to say anything more.The same goes for Zhong Yuan's father, he just looked at me with a smile, and didn't say anything more about the story.

Afterwards, Dazai's father drove me to meet Paojie and the others.

"What about you? Is it okay? Both of you don't have superpowers anymore. Especially Dad Zhongyuan, the stronger the power, the stronger the physical weakening. Now, I'm worried..."

"Okay, okay, didn't Sakura-chan just say that he wasn't worried about us at all. But maybe my ability is special, and the weakening of my body is not obvious to me. It's just a smog, and I can still protect Chuya living."

"Cut, who wants you to protect me! I can, I can get up by myself!"

"Ah~ Really, Chuya is still talking hard to me at a time like this~"

I:"……"

Forget it, you continue to love each other.

I came out of the back street of the detective agency and walked step by step towards No. 186, Yamashita-cho, Naka-ku. Yokohama citizens who fell into a deep coma were everywhere on the street. No one spoke, so I just kicked up stones in boredom. While kicking, he had a brain storm alone.

Speaking of the first time I met Dazai's father, wasn't the first time we met at the subway station?At that time, I thought that the person in front of me who gave me a cake and asked me to call him Dad was a human trafficker. Unfortunately, I didn't fully recover my memory at that time, so I yelled foolishly, and then...

Then this "human trafficker" really became my father.

I stretched out two fingers and rubbed my temple vigorously. So far, after sorting out the clues I can get, it is not difficult to find that this is probably a Yokohama person who inadvertently made contact with the Academy City, and then used the advanced physical technology in the Academy City The story of revenge in Yokohama.

It can only be said that the mastermind behind the scenes is quite capable. He can master the black technology of the academy city and use it to limit the ability of Yokohama.

And since the third story is also classified as one of the incidents by Dazai's father, it means that Dazai's father and I are also inseparable from this revenge plan.

"Ah, I regret it, I regret it! Why did I have to be randomly thrown into this world!"

I admit that in this world, my IQ is owed, taxed, and paid!

Anyway, no one saw it, and I started to hold my head and turn around when I was on the street. Really, I have never had any connection with this world. Why did the space-time plane shift and I would be thrown into this world? In a world that is difficult to enter!

"Pa-ta", as I twisted, something was thrown out of my pocket.

I lowered my head and squinted under the moonlight, huh?Isn't this the note that Mr. Ranpo left for me before?

I squatted down to pick it up, looked left and right, tried to find a trash can, and formally sent this piece of paper to the West.

"Ok?"

I picked up the ball of paper, and because I had crumpled it into a mess before, only now did I realize that there was writing on the back of the paper.

"Sakura sauce, go to the downtown square first."

I:"……"

If I had the habit of littering, wouldn't this oracular reminder be in vain?Or is this also in Mr. Ranpo's calculations?

Alas, I wish Mr. Ranpo a happy travel in the Monster Federation.

I took the paper and turned it over, checked it inside and out, and finally took a look at the moon in the sky to make sure that there were no invisible writings on it, so I rewound the paper and stuffed it into my pocket with confidence. .

Okay, the plan has been changed again, let's go to the downtown square first.

……

Changed the direction and rushed all the way to the central square, and it was the same here, with "dead bodies everywhere", but because the square was too big, the number of people seemed not so dense.

I carefully stepped over a couple lying on the ground, and looked left and right. The downtown square at night is basically the best place for couples to have a tryst. Looking around, they are almost always in pairs. I don't understand the significance of Mr. Ranpo asking me to come here.

"Kang Dang"

I strained my ears vigilantly, as if something had touched the lamp post by the roadside just now, and the material seemed to be made of metal.

"click"

I was startled reflexively—it was handcuffs!

Someone took advantage of everyone's deep coma to do something wrong?

"click"

There was another sound, the prisoners seemed to be tortured one by one by a lamppost, and now they were getting closer and closer to me.I looked around, and immediately dodged into the corner of the street on the side closest to me.

“Da da da da”

There was another series of footsteps, about five meters away from me.I leaned against the wall behind me and held my breath for a while. I really couldn't figure out who would do such a thing at this juncture. Ordinary people are all unconscious, and people with supernatural powers will be weakened by the smoke to some extent. Copy one by one, either a person with weak abilities with extremely low physical weakening effect, or...

"I found you, student Zhongyuan—"

Central Plains classmate?Familiar name, unfamiliar tone!

A black shadow flashed quickly from the corner of the wall, and I only felt a blur before my eyes, and a figure appeared in front of me.

"Pa", the figure stretched out one hand to support the wall behind me, slowly bent down and looked down at me, with his back to the moonlight, under the blur, I didn't see the existence of the spectacle frame on the face of the person in front of me.

"Mochizuki... Jun?"

I still ventured to make a guess.

"Ah~ Congratulations, you guessed right."

The person in front of me still maintains this posture and doesn’t seem to want to move, but I was relieved after getting a positive answer. Even though I took off my eyes, the tone of my speech changed a lot, but Mochizuki Yuma is still Mochizuki Yuma, and I started from This person has not been placed on the list of dangerous persons.

I exhaled lightly, relaxed, and slipped out from the side where he was holding his hands, bowing his head, and stood on the other side of the street where the moonlight was shining.

Seeing that I slipped out of my own confinement, Mochizuki no longer insisted on that posture, stood up straight, and walked out of the shadow of the street corner step by step.

"Long time no see, Central Plains...temporary cadre."

I raised my eyebrows: "If it's this identity, it's really been a long time, Mochizuki You-sensei."

"Hehehe." The person opposite laughed and put his hands in his pockets.Like me, he hasn't had time to change out of his school uniform, but compared to his dull and meticulous look in school, the two buttons on his neckline are open at this time, and the collar hangs obliquely on both sides, revealing a small piece of clothing in the middle. Pale skin comes.

"That's true. You don't come to the port mafia, and I can only deal with those boring prisoners every day by myself. It's so lonely—"

"Cut, lonely? You didn't enter the Hong Kong gangsters because of me. You did everything possible to enter the Hong Kong gangster torture department to collect information."

I looked at the person standing not far away, half of his face was hidden in the darkness by the moonlight, and the expression on it was not very clear, but after he heard what I said, the corner of his mouth was obviously raised in joy up.

"That's really good. Yes, I entered Hong Kong at the beginning to collect all kinds of information, big and small, in Yokohama, so I pretended to be an honest person, but—" While talking, the opposite The person in charge took a few steps closer to me, "But if I had known that a temporary cadre like you would come, why would I pretend to be like this. Oh, what a mistake."

I licked my lips, my mouth was dry after talking so much, and now this topic has a faint tendency to drift: "Okay, okay, be serious. What do you think about this now?"

"Opinion? Yes, yes, yes." Mochizuki finally walked out of the half shadow, revealing his originally handsome face, but he didn't wear glasses tonight. I don't know if it was because he was seeing him like this for the first time. Sometimes mixed with the surrounding mist and the faint light of the sky, it looks inexplicably coquettish.

"so?"

"So I think this time tonight is the best scene to propose." Mochizuki walked up to me and knelt down on one knee.

"Will you marry me, Miss Sakura Nakahara?"