The curse spirit always wants to push me to the throne

The snow is a little heavy.

The street was not so lively anymore, many people held up umbrellas, Kageyama Shigeo moved his short legs awkwardly, avoiding pedestrians one by one, wanting to return to the stronghold quickly.

Everyone will be very happy to bring back so many things.

He was full of anticipation, and even his steps became brisk.

After entering the slum area, the surrounding area is obviously much quieter. Compared with the outside world, it is desolate and silent.

It was unusually dark around, as if everyone had left.

Kageyama didn't realize anything was wrong until the first shot was fired.

There were burnt marks of bullets at his feet, Shigeo Kageyama's mind went blank for a second, and then many dark figures suddenly appeared around him, and the black muzzle of the gun was aimed directly at the dazed child.

It turns out that even a pistol/gun salvo can fire bursts from a machine gun.

After the first round of volleys, a boy in a black windbreaker with disheveled hair walked out from behind the man in black. His iris-colored eyes were as dark as the night sky. He raised his hand, and everyone put away The gun was fired, and no one thought that anyone could survive the gunshot just now.

Except for Osamu Dazai who didn't care.

The aroused snow curtain fell, and various commodities were scattered all over the ground. Kageyama Shigeo held the bag of the drugstore in his arms, half kneeling on the ground, panting, tears of fear appeared in the corners of his eyes, and the blue phosphorescent barrier stood beside him intact. Before, the twisted warhead fell to the snow.

Unscathed.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help whistling: "It's amazing, this level of defense is indeed the target that the port mafia wants to recruit."

Hey, so you just shoot the person you want to recruit without knowing it.

The subordinates of the man in black silently slandered behind his back, but he dared not say it out loud. Ever since he became a cadre, he always felt that Mr. Dazai was even more terrifying.

"However, I'm a little curious, why didn't you fight back?" Dazai Osamu bent over, and deliberately rounded his eyes, expressing his real curiosity.

"Ha...ha." Shigeo Kageyama gasped and barely stood up, with deep puzzlement and fear remaining in his eyes, he was speechless for a while.

Why point a gun/muzzle at him?

【Anger 10%】

The snacks I finally bought are all ruined, what should I do...

【Anger 20%】

"I said, you still don't understand the situation, I'm the one asking the question now." Osamu Dazai took out a gun from his subordinate's gun belt, pointed at Shigeo Kageyama, "Resist, or what will I think of you?" 【Quality】."

"No, violence is wrong."

The master said that violence is the lowest way to deal with things.

"..."

Dazai Osamu looked condescendingly at Kageyama Shigeo who raised his head, as if he saw something, his expression flashed bored: "So it's this kind of personality."

He raised his hand, and his subordinates changed the magazines and continued to shoot. Shigeo Kageyama had to open the blue barrier again, protecting the medicine bag in his arms with one hand and blocking his head with the other, in a passive defensive posture. .

In the hail of bullets, Osamu Dazai casually walked in front of Shigero Kageyama. No bullet hit him. A pair of black leather shoes appeared within Shigero Kageyama's field of vision. Towards his shoulder, the blue superpower barrier was suddenly released the moment his body touched it, and he was kicked firmly.

Kageyama Shigeo didn't realize what happened, and fell down on the snow. Before he could get up, Dazai took out the gloves from his pocket, grabbed Shigero Kageyama's neck with his gloved hand and lifted him up.

The child's fair face flushed instantly, his breathing was difficult, and he pushed Dazai Osamu's hand hard with both hands, but his strength was nothing compared to a trained person.

"Use your ability to fight back." Osamu Dazai tightened his strength and said lightly, "Otherwise you will die~"

"Well!"

Shortness of breath, congested brain.

【Anger 30%】

【Anger 40%】

Kageyama Shigeo's face gradually turned purple, his eyes turned white, and he couldn't shake Dazai Osamu's strength at all.

Not anymore.

If this continues, you will die.

A blue phosphorescent light emerged, Dazai Osamu's eyes lit up, and he finally raised a little interest, and the other ungloved hand was ready to eliminate at any time.

But the next moment, the blue light disappeared.

Warm tears dripped down Dazai's fingers, and Shigeo Kageyama raised his head, tears dimmed.

"I... sure enough... I can't do it."

No way.

This kid is completely unusable.

Osamu Dazai stared at those eyes that were shining with tears, inside was pure kindness and stubbornness, no darkness could be tolerated, he was born to be a resident of the sun, and he was a completely different creature from the mafia like them.

It might be interesting to lead it to darkness at the beginning, but unfortunately someone has already carved the imprint of light in advance, and if it is to be reshaped, it will completely break its spirit, and there may be a possibility of change.

The malice in Osamu Dazai's heart came to the fore, and he fell into a daze for a while, destroying this immature, kind-hearted flower bone, appreciating the disappearance of the will to survive in his eyes, what will happen?

During the struggle, Shigeo Kageyama's hand gradually dropped powerlessly, something fell from his sleeve, Osamu Dazai glanced down, his eyes narrowed.

Just a second before Shigeo Kageyama's consciousness was completely blurred, Osamu Dazai finally let go and returned to his expressionless state.

"Ahem! Haha, ahem——"

Kageyama Shigeo fell to the ground coughing desperately, struggling to breathe the hard-won air, his heart was beating violently, he once thought he would die here.

Osamu Dazai bent down, picked up the candy from the snow, put it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment, with a strange expression on his face: "Do you know Odasaku?"

This abrupt name made mob stunned.

"Forget it." Osamu Dazai put away the candy, turned around and made an arc in his black coat, "Let's go."

Just let yourself go?

Kageyama Shigeo almost didn't react, and asked hoarsely: "Why, you want, to attack me?"

"Ah, it has nothing to do with you now, let's go quickly while I'm in a good mood, don't you want to go back to spend Christmas Eve." Osamu Dazai glanced at the scattered merchandise.

Realizing the rest of his life, Kageyama Shigeo pursed his lips, lowered his head and began to clean up the things on the ground. Most snacks are packaged, so it doesn’t matter if they fall on the ground. Osamu Dazai watched him clean up with interest until the children Staggeringly carrying something out of sight.

"Mr. Dazai, do you need us to follow?"

"Not for the time being." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders with a playful expression, "If my calculation is not wrong, the drama of revenge is about to begin, and now he probably won't be able to go back in time."

The subordinates looked at each other, didn't understand what Osamu Dazai was talking about, and he didn't want to explain any more, humming his own little tune: "One person can't die for love, two people can~"

Slightly to his surprise, it turned out that Shigeo Kageyama was the child Oda Sakunosuke wanted to adopt before.

But unfortunately it's too late