It's a power, not a spell

He no longer belongs to this world.

This fact is very clearly placed in front of Zhongyuan Zhongye at this moment.

After waking up from here, he noticed that the world's repulsion to him was gradually becoming stronger, and he could vaguely perceive that there seemed to be something connected with him, perhaps it was his body in the world of the "magician".

When the repulsive force here reaches the level where he can no longer stay, he will probably be expelled, and then return to the world over there.

There was obvious anticipation in Higuchi Ichiyo's light brown eyes, and Nakahara also saw himself in her eyes.

Go back... huh?

Even subconsciously used 'go back'.Realizing this, Zhongyuan Zhongye suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

Unknowingly, the balance in his heart has gradually tilted towards "that side", and when he learned that the port mafia in this world does not have himself and is advancing well, the balance completely tilted to one side.The speed of the world's rejection of him has also accelerated.

Zhongya Nakahara woke up five years ago. Although he had a supernatural power in his body, it was completely unusable at the beginning. Just as the world was slowly accepting his existence, this power returned to its previous level within a year. Level, but because there is no need, and I am very concerned about the assumption that when Osamu Dazai once mocked his height, he casually said that the use of supernatural powers will cause him to be short of height, so he has never used it.

In other words, he actually couldn't find the need to use it.

Without the loyal organization and the habitual way of life, Zhong Yuanzhong also completely lost its purpose.

Adopted by the orphanage, he went to school step by step. Despite his hard work, his grades have been maintained at No.1, but this is not like other students who want to enter a good school. He is just because he is a student. It is the student's responsibility to learn to do so.And choosing to live is only because there is no reason to die.

This life that came out of thin air is meaningless, until he met Gojo Satoru, he thought so.

The curse spirit that he killed on the day of the test of courage was like a key, and since then, there has been an existence that he has never seen before in his vision.And the world that represents "abnormality" is also opened to him, and this life that is as dull as white water can be regarded as a little bit of fun.

After that...

I don't know when, that indifferent mentality has gradually changed. "Expectation" is becoming more and more.

In just one year, he had something that he couldn't get in the past ten years.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.Now if he is asked to be the cadre of the Mafia again, even if there are no restrictions on the wine locomotive, he probably won't want to.

Because he can't take pictures, because there is no cake fight birthday party, because the task is too heavy, there is no holiday, because...he can name many reasons.Although he didn't want to admit it, the first thing that came to his mind was——

Because... you won't be able to meet your friends.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his bloodless lips and smiled, "Then go and have a look."

The young man jumped off the tombstone, and the shiny black leather shoes washed by the rain fell to the muddy ground, splashing weakly.Looking back at the sea for the last time, he lowered the brim of his hat and left without hesitation.

"Mr. Nakaya, let me take you to change clothes first." Higuchi Kazuyo who was half a step behind him said.

"Well, that's fine too."

The corners of Zhongye Zhongye's clothes were still dripping with water.

It should be because he was still a corpse, he didn't feel cold, but his jacket was a bit heavy after absorbing water, he undid the shoulder buttons, took off his heavy long suit, twisted it, and put it on the crook of his arm.

Higuchi Ichiyo subconsciously looked at her late boss whom she hadn't seen for two years.

Whether it’s the first time seeing him or not, in the eternal black, white and gray clothing collocation, almost everyone will notice his bright hair color first.However, unlike the carefully groomed look in her impression, after the heavy rain, there is no hairstyle at all.

His orange hair hangs down softly, sticking together wetly, and clinging to the skin. From the angle of Higuchi Ichiyo, you can see half of his side face. The soft hair has lost its previous slightly curved curvature, making him look It's a bit like a high school student who hasn't graduated yet, with a little more youthful feeling.

In the past, Zhong Yuanzhong also gave her the impression of 'powerful', 'reliable', 'reassuring', and 'superior'. The black suit is his only style, like a ray of sunshine outside the range of the sun, forever silent A black silhouette, he stood there, supporting the organization, guarding the city wordlessly.

She has also seen his casual side, and knows that he is not silent or cold, but he is serious, courteous, affectionate, and even has a rather warm heart.But this is only occasional, and it only accounts for a very small part.The cadres are very busy. Higuchi Ichiyo can count on one hand the number of times he has seen Chuya Nakahara in a non-working state over the years.But he seemed to be tireless, working endlessly.

I don't know why, but Ichiyo Higuchi always felt that there was something different about the "Central Plains cadres" at this time.

That's not a difference that can be described in detail, it's just a feeling.She walked a little slower, falling behind to the point where she could see Nakahara Chuya's back.

Even on muddy ground, he walks almost silently. ——The reason for saying "almost" is of course because there is still some, although it is very slight, but at this moment when even the wind is holding its breath, the sound is no different from ringing in the ear.His shiny black leather shoes stepped into the dirty mud, leaving footprints one after another. His steps were measured, and the frequency of each step was as precise as the swinging hands of a clock.It was the appearance of the 'Mr. Chuya' she was familiar with.

Under the short suit is a gray waistcoat, with a little white of the shirt showing at the edge, and the wet fabric clings to the body, revealing his good figure.His waist is very thin, and the legs under the suit pants are long and straight, but they are full of powerful beauty-although she admits that Mr. Nakaya is indeed very attractive, but Higuchi Ichiyo is not looking at it because of that kind of thinking.

She just felt... a bit inconsistent.

She was quiet for a long time, and she was too far behind.The late Mr. Cadre looked back at her, his cobalt blue eyes were still as crystal clear as gemstones, even more translucent, "What are you waiting for?"

"Mr. Chuya... No, it's fine."

Higuchi Ichiyo sped up the speed, and when she walked half a body behind Nakahara Nakaya, the red-haired young man paused, and just arrived at the position beside her, he said: "I am no longer a cadre, Higuchi, you No need to use honorifics."

Higuchi Ichiyo was stunned for a moment, "...Okay."

—she knew what that feeling was.

The Chuya of the Central Plains at this moment...he is just Chuya of the Central Plains.

The dark shadow, the cadre of the mafia, the silent guardian, is no longer suitable for him.

He doesn't fit in his current attire.

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Two 10 minutes ago.

Although the weather is not very good, the work of the Armed Detective Agency will not stop because of such a small problem.

Although Kunikida Doppo is Dazai Osamu's partner, but because there are not many commissions recently, this time the difficulty is not too great, so he entrusted the task of 'watching Dazai Osamu to prevent him from entering the water and completing the commission', which is no longer Atsushi Nakajima of new face.

As for why Atsushi Nakajima...

It has been more than three years since Atsushi Nakajima met Osamu Dazai. In these three years of getting along, not only did he not see through the true face of Osamu Dazai—or he did see through it but didn’t think there was a problem. 'Mr. Dazai' called happily.And Kunikida Doppo has survived a year from Dazai Osamu and hasn't beaten anyone to death, and he hasn't been pissed off, so he decided to reward himself with "a day when he didn't see Dazai".

So Osamu Dazai was thrown to Atsushi Nakajima.

To sum up, Osamu Dazai is happily walking on the road with his temporary partner. Although the wind is too strong to open an umbrella, and the two of them are drenched, they cannot extinguish their inner happiness.

Happy Atsushi Nakajima:  …

"Mr. Dazai, where are we going to find it now?"

The commission this time is to find someone.The client is a mother, please find her son who has been missing for three days.

The original words are like this - "Mr. Detective, I hope that when you find him, you can teach Aaron an unforgettable lesson by the way, so that he will never dare to run around. It would be best. Please don't hold back, I There will be more money, and I will also be responsible for the medical expenses."

Atsushi Nakajima still remembers the gentle smile on the lady's face, and Tiger's intuition made his hair stand on end.

Of course, to make a mother say such things, his son is not a well-behaved type, it is better to say that he is rebellious.Fighting, brawling, drag racing, and even going to nightclubs are common.He has always been disobedient to his mother, and his father is disregarding the family, only caring about giving the child money, and Fujikilong has become like this over time.

Nakajima Atsushi and Dazai Osamu have been to various places where Fujiki Ryu often haunts, but they have not found anyone.He habitually asks advice from 'reliable' seniors.

Osamu Dazai pulled the drenched bandage, "Atsushi-kun..."

"Yes?"

"In this kind of weather, the tranquility and calmness of the past are lost, and the violent and rushing river has a special charm."

Only then did Atsushi Nakajima notice that they had unknowingly walked to the river, and his face turned pale with shock: "Mr. Dazai, don't you want to—"

The outstretched hand caught nothing, and he watched Dazai Osamu's figure submerged in the turbulent river, without any struggle at all, swiftly going away under the envelopment of the water.

"Mr. Dazai—!"

Because of the heavy rain, the current was very fast and there were many sundries in the river. Even good swimmers would not dare to go into the water under such conditions, but Dazai jumped down... If he was not careful, maybe he really Just today, my lifelong dream was fulfilled.

Atsushi Nakajima did not hesitate, and jumped down after Dazai Osamu. He also paddled vigorously in the river, trying to catch up with that worry-free senior.

Osamu Dazai has entered the water countless times since he was alive. There is a saying that 'what can't kill him will only make him stronger', so he has gained experience from entering the water.

He relaxed his body, treated himself like a water plant in the river, and went down the river.

The river water is different from the clearness in the past, and now it is a turbid color. He always likes to lie in the water and look at the sky distorted by the water surface, but today he can't see anything clearly. Oxygen slows down the brain.

In the field of vision, there are only muddy muddy water, broken branches, white underwear thrown down by someone, a person with white hair, crushed beverage cans, plastic bottles...

?

Did something strange get in there just now?

Why are there panties?

...washed or unwashed?

He didn't want to end his life in the river soaked in dirty underwear——

"Atsu-kun!" Osamu Dazai emerged from the rushing river, "You see the white Gulululu over there—"

white?

Atsushi Nakajima wiped his face.

The rain stopped.

On the flat ground by the shore, Atsushi Nakajima laid down the drowning person who had dragged up with great effort.

It was a white-haired young man in black clothes.He closed his eyes and lay there quietly, the fine sunlight danced between his slender eyelashes.Atsushi Nakajima took a breath when he saw his face clearly, and then subconsciously breathed lightly. Seriously, this is the best-looking person he has seen in 20 years.

The dirty river water left wet mud on his face, but it did not detract from his beauty.

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes came to the young man's lips, which were gently pursed, showing a crystal color in the sun, with a healthy pink color-it stands to reason that after drowning, artificial respiration is required... Human, human?

Osamu Dazai crawled out of the water at this time.

"Which guy would throw panties into the river?! Is he a devil! Ah ... a rare good mood has been destroyed, this time it is obviously the possibility of success ..."

Atsushi Nakajima cast his eyes for help, "Mr. Dazai!"

"Dun-kun, what I meant just now was to ask you to help me take away that nasty pair of underwear, well, forget it..." Osamu Dazai looked sleepy, walked to his side with heavy steps and knelt down, stretched out his hand Touching the side of the young man's neck, "It's unlucky to be alive."

"Mr. Dazai..." He probably didn't enter the water on purpose.Atsushi Nakajima scratched his head, "I mean, uh...does he need first aid?"

Osamu Dazai made a judgment based on his many years of experience in water, "Artificial respiration, Atsushi."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Eh, eh!?"

"But...he doesn't look like he's choking on water, and his expression is very calm..."

"Are you questioning my judgment? I'm an expert in drowning!" Osamu Dazai stood up, "If this guy doesn't hurry up, I don't care if this guy dies. ——That'll make him cheaper, tsk."

Hearing this, Atsushi Nakajima no longer hesitated, nothing is more important than life, although this is the first kiss.He fixed the young man's head, took a deep breath, and lowered his head as if dying.

His lips touched the warm skin, and he blew out the air in his lungs, "Pfft—"

"Hey, I said... can this be considered sexual harassment?"

Eh?

Nakajima Atsushi opened his eyes blankly, and looked into a pale ice color.