A young girl dreams of a wild god

Portmafia's alliance with the Armed Detective Agency was done without anyone knowing.For Atsushi Nakajima, who finally escaped from the white whale and desperately returned to the ground, this was no less than crossing the entire world line after sleeping.

"Who am I, where am I..." Atsushi Nakajima sat in the armed detective agency in ragged clothes, his eyes were empty. "How did you form an alliance?"

"Unacceptable?" Osamu Dazai asked with a smile.

Because the whole family is related to Mafia, Atsushi Nakajima's acceptance of this matter is actually quite good.

"I can't say it's unacceptable, it's just...it feels like the changes are too fast."

Kunikida Doppo pushed his glasses, "Some things don't make sense to procrastinate. Although it feels a little awkward, there are special plans for special times. You have to remember, Aunt. Regardless of whether we are in an alliance now, is your family a mafia? We are all members of the detective agency, and those people are thugs in suits, and it is good for you and your family to be cautious in your words and deeds on weekdays."

Atsushi Nakajima was taught and bowed gratefully to Doppo Kunikida, "Okay! I understand, Mr. Kunikida."

"Well, really, it would be great if all my colleagues could listen to people like you."

Osamu Dazai shook his feet and said with a cat face: "Eh? Why do I feel that Kunikida-kun has something in your words, as if you are cursing someone."

"I'm talking about you, Dazai."

"What...Odasaku! Did you hear that! This person actually said that I can't understand human language? Talk about such a me?!"

Oda Sakunosuke, who was buried in typing, followed the sound blankly, looked over, said 'oh', and said, "Dazai, what Kunikida said was not listening, not scolding you for not being able to understand human speech."

"Oh, that's right. As expected of Odasaku, I completely understand."

Faced with Dazai Osamu's teasing, Kunikida Doppo took two deep breaths, to prevent himself from accidentally yelling: "...Really, why did the president let you, a frivolous man, contact people from portmafia."

"Huh? Kunikida-kun doesn't know? I used to be Mafia."

"Huh? Are you kidding me... Wait a minute, why are you nodding, Oda?"

"Because Dazai was really a mafia and a cadre before."

"Huh!? This Dazai??"

Familiar noise and noise.

Atsushi Nakajima scratched his cheek, and smiled helplessly, "Ah, speaking of which, Kyoka also came to help the day I was taken away. Is she at the detective agency now, or at home?"

"Nowhere, Atsushi-kun." Dazai Osamu said, "She's in the hands of the military and police."

"...Army, police?"

"Yes, because the evidence of Jinghua's 'beheading of 35 people' was obtained there. Therefore, she will be executed for this."

"Punishment? But that's not what Kyoka wants to do! That's—!"

"Calm down."

Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously shut up, but his eyes were still trembling, and his body was also trembling.

"Kyoka is a member of the detective agency, just remember that, Atsu-kun. Then, you just have to wait before the final planning begins."

"The final plan?"

"Well, the final plan. As for the clarion call to start the plan... By the way, you can use Xue's words as a signal—"

——"Dun Jun, do what you should do."

When he said this, Zhongyuan Xuezhi was standing under the cherry tree in the courtyard, looking up at the swaying shadow of the tree.Atsushi Nakajima happened to come to ask her to have breakfast, but saw the girl looking thoughtful.Before he could speak, the girl said so.

"What happened, Miss Xuezhi?"

"Well, but it doesn't matter. Although it is a bit tricky, it is still expected....Mr. Mori, you really make the best use of everything."

Atsushi Nakajima didn't understand what she was referring to in the second half of the sentence, but the first half was still clear, "Could it be harmful to you?"

"No, don't worry. Well...you can go to the detective agency, it should be ready there, and you can start at any time."

"Leaving? Hey, where do you want me to go?"

"Heaven, to be precise, we are going to the White Whale." Xuezhi rolled up his sleeves while looking at the little tiger, "Are you afraid, Dunjun?"

This time, Atsushi Nakajima remained silent for a little longer.

"It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid, but even so...some things must be done."

"Good boy..."

Said, Zhongyuan Xuezhi pressed his palm on the trunk of the cherry tree.With a strange noise, the ground under the girl's feet suddenly turned violently.

Thick tree roots protruded from the ground, they rolled around Xuezhi's arms, waist, and legs with claws and teeth, lifted her off the ground, and trapped her in the encirclement of the roots.

"Miss Xuezhi!?" Atsushi Nakajima subconsciously changed his tiger claws.

Golden cubes bound the tiger cub's arms before his claws tore through the roots.

Lan Tang, who came out of the house, had a supernatural ability like a broken star suspended in his palm. He glanced at the sphere surrounded by tree roots, and said to Atsushi Nakajima: "This is Xuezhi's ability, and it won't hurt her. And I'm here too, you don't need to worry."

"...Then, I'm going out!"

Lan Tang smiled, this was the first time he showed such a gentle smile to Nakajima: "Well, be careful on the road."

"Yes!"

Although it is said to be wrapped in tree roots, for Xue Zhi, such an environment is actually not bad.The root of the cherry blossom tree became a medium, allowing her to instill her divine power and consciousness underground along the root of the tree.

Hiding in the black sea-like land, Xuezhi's consciousness opened his eyes.

Saying 'open' always feels a little strange, after all, I am only conscious now, without eyes.But anyway... I can see it.

In the eyes of the girl who is a conscious body, the land of this city has become like a huge piece of jelly.The root of the plant is the pattern embellished in this cake.The dense purple energy is spreading from a certain point, trying to cover the entire city inch by inch, turning all the flowers, plants and trees into his arms.

"No, I won't allow such a thing."

With the Nakahara family as the center, the divine power belonging to the Inari God is spreading wantonly.Those purple energies seem to be unimpeded in the city, but in fact, on its upper level, the golden divine power has completely enveloped it.

But Xuezhi's consciousness followed its traces and flew over half of the city, and 'saw' the young man who was manipulating the vines and entangled Q on them.

"Don't! Don't! Don't!" the boy named Yumeno Hisaku, who was hanging from the vine, yelled in horror, "I didn't do anything wrong! I just have such supernatural powers...Why, why does everyone They're hurting me! I hate you! I hate you!"

The boy's cursing sound was so vicious, and the eyes engraved with stars were bloodshot, like a little beast that was pushed to the limit.His threats and curses seemed powerless because he was too fragile.

"Then you resent it," said John.

[Don't be afraid, it won't hurt. 】

"Eh...?" Yumeno Hisaku widened his eyes, with a blank look on his face, "...Who is talking?"

【Go to sleep for a while, Yumeno Hisaku.I promise, there are only flowers and blue sky in this dream... go to sleep. 】

John Steinbeck noticed that the situation had changed, he quickly tightened his hands, and wrapped Yumeno Hisaku more tightly with grapevines.

Useless.

No matter how much he ordered the vines to wrap tightly, the boy caught in the middle gradually showed a sleepy expression.His head was drooped, his eyelids were half-closed, and he was about to fall asleep.

"—Lovecraft!"

The moment John Steinbeck's voice fell, the iron door of the basement was kicked away.

The brown-haired man held his coat in one hand, and said with a sneer, "What? Why are you making such a sound of panic like a puppy? Calm down... If you dare to plan to attack our city, you must at least use this level of courage." ?”

"People from Portmafia?!"

"That's right, and me, Osamu Dazai from the Armed Detective Agency... Hey, Chuya, can you move to the side? The smell of slugs makes the air so bad."

In this tense atmosphere, Lovecraft bent his body, twisted his tentacled arms and asked, "Do you want to do it, or don't... Ah, I feel a strange breath, irritated..."

Osamu Dazai snorted softly, glanced at the vines in the center of the basement, and said, "Keep an eye on Q, Snow."

There was no one there except Q who had passed out, but everyone present heard the girl's voice. ——It’s not quite right to say that she heard it. It can only be said that the mind understood what she said by itself.

"I see, brother, please play around as you like."

Then the vines started to move on their own without being controlled by the owner, John Steinbeck.They surrounded Yumeno Hisaku and dragged them underground.

"Ah, I don't care! Lovecraft, do it!"

Following John Steinbeck's order, the restless Lovecraft immediately used his abilities, and the soft-looking, twisted octopus-shaped tentacles demolished the basement into ruins.

In the woods, under the blue sky, the incarnation of Huangbatu fought with La'lyeh's family.

The ochre-haired man held a gravity ball that had been compressed to the extreme in his hand, and any existence touched by his gravity would be crushed into dust under the heavy pressure.Under his threat, Lovecraft's body continued to expand, becoming a huge alien creature.

Not only did Zhong Yuanzhong not retreat because of his indescribable form, but he showed even more excited and crazy eyes.There are very few things that can make the Central Plains so wanton. At this time, he can attack, oppress, and invade at will, engraving the power of gravity in the eyes of every bystander.

"...What kind of supernatural being is that?" John Steinbeck took a step back subconsciously.

"do not move."

A knife was pressed against John Steinbeck's neck, and Osamu Dazai locked the young man tightly, restricting his movements while eliminating the possibility of him using supernatural powers.

"That thing doesn't seem to have any weaknesses, do you know what's going on?"

"After Lovecraft has become like this, no one can get rid of him from the outside. Let's give up as soon as possible... He is a supernatural being beyond human cognition."

"That's right, what a coincidence." Dazai Osamu raised his voice and said, "Did you hear that. Chuya, use that."

Without any hesitation, and without any hesitation.Stepping on the boulder, the man hanging in the air took off his gloves.

"You, allow the filth of gloom..."

The strong wind knocked away the top hat Zhongya Zhongya always wore on his head. He arched his back and lowered his body like a wild beast.The ferocious black and red lines were like burning charcoal, carved along the man's arms and neck, and carved dirty marks on his face.

"Don't return to my awakening!"

When the high-density energy continues to gather, the temperature around it will increase rapidly.The energy in the man's hand distorted the air, making it look like a black hole at first glance.

He is the incarnation of flame, a blazing fire erupting from the depths of hell, and if he is easily touched, he will be swallowed by this flame.Turned into ashes on the ground, not even the freedom to be blown away by the wind.

"Really, it would be great if you could just die like this, Chuya." Osamu Dazai said in a cold voice.

John Steinbeck could feel that the man who was holding him was really intent on killing the gravitational force.

"...Forget it, since I bought this bomb with my own money, I can't waste it." Saying that, the kite-haired man took out a starter from his pocket.

——Before turning on [Dirty], Zhongyuan also used the cover of piercing Lovecraft's body to put bombs and bombs into his body.

"Fuck me, Chuya. Like an obedient dog, tear him apart."

What is strange is that this man, who seemed to have lost consciousness due to [dirty], opened his mouth after hearing this sentence.

Nakahara Chuya gritted his teeth and said, "Don't order me, bastard Dazai!"

The moment the two-person gravity ball hit Lovecraft, Osamu Dazai pressed the trigger in his hand.John Steinbeck squinted in the blast, masochistically watching his side lose.

Amidst the flames and the exploded pieces of meat, the brown-haired man patted the dust on his black top hat in distaste.Then he turned his hand back and put the hat on his head.His expression seems to still have the madness of a beast, but his eyes are rational.

The sunlight twisted behind the man, and in a trance, John Steinbeck seemed to see a young girl with her arms around the shoulders of the brown-haired man.

In the midst of filth, I will protect your sanity.

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Crazy code word update, due to willful addition of content in the front, this article, he has become longer.

I was wrong, but I don't reflect!

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