Shirase, the leader of the Yokohama Supernatural Group

Adhering to the practical experience of first-time students and second-time familiarity, I successfully got rid of the complexion that could compete with the pale face of the female ghost, even though my body temperature was plummeting and faintly cool.

I pushed away Dazai who was clinging to me in the shape of a koala.The other party seems to have been in close contact with me for too long and at low temperature, and the touch feels like the ribs that have been stored in the cold storage room for a long time.

"Shirase." I heard the words and looked over, his eyelids didn't seem to be opening, where is he talking in sleep with Dazai?

Considering Dazai's use of body to warm the bed, I lovingly relaxed my movements a few degrees, trying to let Dazai continue to roam and enjoy in his sleep.

When I was washing up, I deliberately looked at my complexion, which was slightly sick within the range of normal people.I couldn't help but compare the timeline of the cadre X incident with the current situation of me.

Get the expected answer.

It is Zhongye.He is simply a tonic suitable for me to nourish my spirit.

When I patted my face with cold water, when I looked up, Dazai standing behind me was reflected in the mirror. "As long as I can have a heartbeat, the sound of my heartbeat has stopped abruptly."

Dazai lowered his head to avoid meeting my eyes in the mirror.His voice was softer than the sound of a needle falling on the ground, "I always feel that Shirase is mysterious."

"I can't even touch the real side."

"You don't have a fever, Dazai?" I couldn't help but turned my head solemnly, and tentatively asked about Dazai's physical health. He didn't know why, but he rarely nodded honestly and replied, "No. On the contrary, Shirase Yes, the physical condition is getting worse day by day."

I ignored Dazai's limp and feeble concern, "Why do you think I'm fake if you're not sick?"

After all, I don't have the same hobby as Dazai, a wig wholesaler, collecting masks with different styles to wear.

"I am real." I answered the irrelevant question decisively, and the temperature in my eyes became lower and lower.

The operation of persuading Dazai to stop thinking about it failed.

***

I went to my appointment with Dr. Hannibal as scheduled.

The moment the doorbell rang, it was no surprise that it was Dr. Hannibal who opened the door to greet me.The fake smile on his face became a little more genuine, and he greeted me as if he were meeting an old friend.

Dr. Hannibal said, "Long time no see, my dear friend."

I am insensitive to the word friend that Dr. Hannibal so politely defines for me.The relationship between cooperative allies is not so close.

I was too lazy to cooperate with Dr. Hannibal's review of the past, and chose to bring him the gift he was thinking of in a straight-to-the-point way.

The body temperature dropped little by little, and I could even clearly feel the really cold breath emanating from my body.

With the effect of my spiritual power, I first drew the outline of the human figure, and then began to fill in the internal details.In this regard, I would like to thank Bai Lan, an excellent medical student, for teaching me a lot of relevant knowledge.

The complete and delicate doll cautiously pokes out from behind me to welcome her new world, a different world that can be called stable for the time being.

Doctor Hannibal murmured unconsciously——

"Misha." Hannibal's eyes contained inexhaustible complex emotions, and he embraced the little girl Misha, who was aware of his existence and ran towards him, in his arms.

Misha raised her ignorant eyes like a newborn deer, patted her elder brother's shoulder like a mature adult who had been pulled out overnight, and comforted Hannibal clumsily, "Don't be sad, I'm here."

The sweet face of the little girl showed the emotions of a little adult, which smoothed the subtle emotions that Hannibal showed in front of me.The latter calmed down his ups and downs, and put on his usual personality.

I managed to pay off my debt across the world.

Being debt-free and light-hearted, I refused to continue watching the harmonious scenes of brother and sister You Gong, and I didn't even bother to blurt out the doubts on my lips.

After all, Doctor Hannibal can come after him... Is Bai Lan still far away?

Dangerous.

I really hope she and Dazai can make it right (cross out).The two picked me, an honest person, to harm me.It is suggested that they might as well consider joining each other, harming each other, and returning me to peace and purity.

Of course, the above remarks are just lip service.

Dr. Hannibal stopped me from leaving, and invited me to sit down and have a cup of coffee, "The mode of getting along as friends is over." Dr. Hannibal showed me his business smile with ease, "Next is Follow-up time."

Stop.

Outrageous, I have crossed the world, and I still leave it here to let the attending doctor in my previous life see me?

"I won't give money." I said bluntly and seriously.

Dr. Hannibal's smile slightly increased, and he treated me gently, focusing on the serious patients who made trouble for no reason and refused to seek medical treatment, "It's okay."

"Ms. Li paid for you in her previous life, and it is still more than enough in this life." As expected of Dr. Hannibal, who has treated me for many years, he has been able to use the same brain circuit template as mine to make me speechless.

Unwillingly, I sat down honestly and answered without saying a word.

Dr. Hannibal skipped the caring part in the past, and hit the nail on the head in a simple and rough manner.

"Recently, has he appeared again?" Doctor Hannibal's expression suddenly became serious.

The 'he' he was referring to was...another me.

To be precise, Dr. Sen and I are somewhat similar.Although Dr. Sen's essence is a lively and lovely little girl.And me and I are like twins.

From the first day of his birth, the other party was learning to pretend.

"He is a crazy beast." Mrs. Li, my mother from a previous life, said to me excitedly.

Mrs. Li couldn't help holding my hands, and the concern in her eyes made me nod my head to accept the treatment from Dr. Hannibal.

As she said, she will not let go of the hand that is holding me tight, and will guard me behind my back.

fraud.

Less than a few months later, when I ran into Mrs. Li again, her stomach swelled up like a deflated balloon.

This is the promise from maternal love?

Ridiculously ridiculous.

I couldn't stop laughing in the ward, and looked at Dr. Hannibal who was frowning imploringly, "Are you agree, doctor?"

"Please heal me and kill the other me." I said the devil's whisper most sincerely.

Dr. Hannibal really lived up to his reputation as an excellent doctor.

With the help of Dr. Hannibal, I got my wish and managed to get rid of the other party, although there were slight sequelae.

"Don't ignore it." Dr. Hannibal is different from my blindness to the sequelae. On the contrary, he always feels that there is a lot in it.

Dr. Hannibal saw me falling into my own thoughts in silence for a long time, he shook his hand and grabbed my attention, "It seems that he is still pestering you?"

"No." I unexpectedly gave a negative answer.

"He is literally dead." I have spent countless energy repeatedly confirming this.

At the mention of the subject of the other party, I was filled with an uncomfortable sense of resistance.

I decided to get up and withdraw from this follow-up consultation.

Dr. Hannibal sighed irrationally at me and rubbed the bridge of his nose to ease his mind.He did not forget to ask me to come back for a follow-up visit next time when I feel better.

I automatically ignored the warm reminder from the other party, took the first step at the door, and turned around to tell Dr. Hannibal, "Avoid Osamu Dazai."

"His shielding ability can destroy Misha's existence."

Dr. Hannibal stopped stroking Misha's soft hair, saying calmly that he would avoid it.

"Will Misha still have a chance to grow up?" Doctor Hannibal asked softly, his tone sounded trembling, which was completely opposite to his usual calm posture.

"As long as... I want to." I gave an ambiguous answer, still igniting the light in Dr. Hannibal's eyes.

***

Switch to a third-person perspective——

"Doctor, how is my son's condition? Can it be cured?" Mrs. Li, a calm and elegant lady, asked anxiously with a pale face.

Hannibal first calmed Mrs. Li's emotions, and gave an unfriendly answer, "The patient's second personality is very cunning and good at disguising..."

"If it wasn't for him that time...asking my mother why she only loves my brother and not him, I wouldn't have noticed." Mrs. Li lowered her hands weakly, "I'm still happy when he is getting more and more comfortable with the difficult family business..."

"I am gratified that my child can finally become a qualified heir."

"Why is this...doctor?" Mrs. Li covered her face helplessly, showing a rare fragile gesture.

Mrs. Lee's exposed emotions came and disappeared even faster, and she regained her composure and earnestly begged Hannibal to destroy the second personality as much as possible.

"Maybe there will be sequelae." Hannibal considered the answer solemnly.Rather than destroying the second personality, Hannibal is more inclined to integrate the second personality into the plan, but the patient's family...

"Please, doctor."

"Is Madam Li not going to see him anymore?" Hannibal stopped Madam Li, who stopped, "No need. He is not my child now."

"I'll come back when he's better."

The camera pans to an empty ward.

"Doctor, has she come and gone?" The young man who was flipping through the books quietly asked without looking up.

"She was so cruel to me."

"They're all her children, and I just blindly favor my brother." The young man raised his head, and met Hannibal's eyes, his dark bead-like eyes were deep and shining.

The most innocent smile appeared on the boy's fair cheeks, "Doctor, please help me."

"Help me kill my dear other me? You don't need a doctor to do anything, just a little help from the doctor."

The boy threw out the bait, "You know my ability."

The second personality with special abilities touched Hannibal's heartstrings.

The young man continued to talk, "Isn't there something the doctor wants in particular? Even if you're dead... I can give you back alive..."

"As long as I want." The young man smiled purely, and there was an unspeakable strange joy in his eyebrows and eyes.

"My ability—dreams come true."

"As long as I think, it can come true."

The boy raised his head obediently, "Doctor, will you agree?"

"If you don't speak, the doctor agrees by default." The young man returned to silence talking to himself, and once again lowered his head and indulged in the world of books.