Uchiha's superpowers
Chapter 54 City Wall
I successfully placed Edogawa Ranpo in the apartment next door, and assigned Sakunosuke Oda as his assistant to help take care of him.
Should I say that fortunately Ranpo is still in the middle of the cold war with me?Thanks to this, he didn't want to see me at all for the time being, and followed Oda Sakunosuke very easily.
And my deciduous teeth seem to be very tempting to my elder brother. He acts as a bodyguard by my side every day, and at night, he follows the Black Lizard combat troops to attack the hostile organizations that are robbing the port mafia for their interests. Take time out to practice the most basic physical skills and seal seals.
Every night when I came back to the apartment, my elder brother looked tired and covered with fine bruises. He didn't even have the energy to do the usual pestering. He fell asleep immediately after washing up sloppily. I even dried his hair for him.
I almost never use time regression on my brother again, because I don’t want my brother’s efforts to be in vain, so even if I smell the rust-like smell of blood and the bitter smell of medicine on his body, I will use it quietly while he is sleeping The ability of [healing] makes the wound heal a little faster, and it doesn't do anything superfluous.
It is not difficult for me to heal all the wounds on my brother directly, but my super powers have more or less flaws, and the ability of [healing] is no exception.
The ability to speed up wound healing with the soft white light emitted from the palm, sounds pretty versatile, but it actually comes at the expense of speeding up the process of cell division, which means accelerated aging if used frequently.
So I have always been very cautious when using this ability. Only small wounds that have no effect on the body even if the ability is used will use this ability because the side effects are too large, so I basically don't use it much.
As for more serious injuries, it is of course more cost-effective to use time retrospective directly.
Although there are two troubles that are not worry-free, I haven't had much leisure these days.
Because Osamu Dazai is stalking me.
I don't know why, although he saw the secret hidden in me from Nakaya, but he didn't tell Mori Ogai, but came to harass me every day through the matter of Yumeno Kusaku, like a buzzing bird The flies that I can't get rid of, although they don't cause me substantial harm, are extremely annoying, and the horrible high-frequency vibration noise keeps circling my whole head.
It's just so hopeless!
"Uchiha-kun~"
Accompanied by the heavy sound of the door of the cadre's office being opened, Osamu Dazai's contemptuous and cheerful voice sounded again.
I covered my ears in pain.
He's coming, he's coming, he's coming to me with a buzzing sound.
Osamu Dazai was still wearing the black overcoat that was too big for his size, and the neck, wrists and face that were not covered by the clothes were wrapped with white bandages, but he didn't smell of blood and medicine like his brother, just It seems that the bandage is simply used as an ornament.
To be honest, sometimes I would seriously guess that Osamu Dazai might really be suffering from a second illness.
After all, he is a 15-year-old in the second year of secondary school, and he is a drop-out child who has never attended school. It is not certain whether he has a primary school education. It also seems unsurprising that the bandages are used to hide the scars left by one's own fierce battles.
Especially when I stared at it for a long time, I found that Osamu Dazai's eye covered by the bandage was basically intact, and his eyesight was even better.
I thought about it.
Sure enough, Osamu Dazai is a second-year-old child.
I hammered out the conclusion.
Osamu Dazai walked to my desk, jumped onto the table with his hands, and sat sideways on it. He smiled and looked at me covering my ears and shutting myself up, "Does Uchiha-kun hate me so much? People are sad. Isn’t it enough to just put bandages on your eyes and don’t even want to hear your voice?”
"You don't have any self-awareness at all?"
I uttered the interrogative sentence in a declarative tone with a deadpan expression.
"What's so cute about you?"
"Speaking of which, get off my desk quickly, the documents will be messed up by you."
"Well, is it that annoying?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head and touched his face with his hands, "Although I am often rejected, there are still many young ladies who are willing to die with me and go to the river of death love."
"That's why they are blind."
I gave up, removed my hands from my ears, lowered my head and continued to correct the document.
Today's useful tool man Ango Sakaguchi asked me for leave with a livid face about to die suddenly because he wanted to hand over information to the Supernatural Secret Service, and cunningly used my little conscience to escape the overtime hell.
So instead, the one who fell into overtime hell became me.
"It's amazing that you can correct documents even though your eyes are wrapped with bandages, Uchiha-kun." Dazai Osamu chatted with me casually, and even took out a handheld game console from his coat pocket because of boredom. beat.
"It's nothing magical, it's just because I can see through."
I immersed myself in flipping through the documents, quickly wrote down a series of instructions, and answered them without raising my head.
I’ve said similar things before, I don’t know how many, I’ve told Osamu Dazai almost all the super powers that can be used in daily life. After all, Osamu Dazai is a smart person similar to Ranpo Edogawa, even if I don’t say it, As long as there is a hint of doubt, sooner or later he will find the truth from the clues or the small details that I inadvertently exposed. It is better to tell him directly to get rid of this annoying buzz sooner.
Dazai Osamu's fingers paused for a while, he sighed, threw the game console aside, and complained, "Uchiha-kun's candid attitude is the most annoying, it's almost like a solution It’s like being told the ending before you start exploring in a mystery game, which makes people unable to arouse interest in continuing to play.”
He leaned back in boredom, lying on the desk, making a mess of my files, but he was in a daze.
I couldn't help clenching my fists, and stared at Osamu Dazai whose head was less than [-] centimeters away from me.
I really want to punch him down and send him to the west.
Didn't he shout about suicide all day long?I will fulfill him now.
As if aware of my murderous intent, Osamu Dazai turned over, and after crushing the two stacks of documents that I had already sorted, he fell directly on the carpet.
It's a pity that the carpet was too thick and he didn't fall to his death.
I held my breath and used my thoughts to reorganize the scattered documents and put them back on the table.
On the other hand, Osamu Dazai leaned directly on the thick and soft imported wool carpet with excellent touch, lying on the ground and looking up at the gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling, with an inexplicable expression on his mind.
I also don't want to explore what is going on in the mind of the second child.
Anyway, it is nothing more than some life is worthless, death is the only resting place, this world needs to be corrected, to become the Kami of the new world and so on.
Ah.
I sneered.
After reading "Shao ○ JUMP", I have nothing to fear.
"Hey, Uchiha-kun." Osamu Dazai suddenly asked lightly, "Do you think human life is valuable?"
I paused the hand that was reviewing the document while holding the signature pen.
Isn't it, sir, do I even have to take care of the ideological education of the second disease?
I recalled the contents of the holy book "Shao○JUMP", and answered Osamu Dazai's question very carefully.
"Life is of course worthless, and it makes no difference to the world whether we live or die."
"The sun rises as usual, the waves rise as usual, people are mediocre, and they are still just struggling in a daze to survive, to simply maintain the state of 'alive'."
Osamu Dazai let out a strange laugh after hearing my words.
"Uchiha-kun is a god."
He suddenly made such an exclamation.
Osamu Dazai's kite-colored pupils probably had something black and lacquered. The originally beautiful and gentle kite-color was soaked in a lifeless gray, and became like a puppet with a cheap texture of lifelessness.
"The concept of the world is too big. I can't even grasp myself. I don't have the energy to think about such a huge world."
"But Uchiha-kun is different. Every time you sit in this position, facing the dirty and filthy dark side of Yokohama, what are you thinking about?"
"Is it the disappointment of human nature, the senselessness of superiority, the arrogance with power and fearlessness, or the sense of detachment that regards all this as a game?"
No, I just want to get off work early to watch a suspense drama and eat dessert.
I thought blankly.
"Actually, Uchiha-kun didn't think about anything at all." Osamu Dazai said, "Because in your eyes, who has telepathy and receives people's dirty hearts all the time, it's just everyday life, more ordinary than water, It's more ordinary than sunlight, and it's not even more attractive than a piece of delicious cake that grabs your attention."
"People are born to distort evil and be good at fighting, but later realized that their own nature is difficult to survive, so they used layers of camouflage to wrap themselves into an appearance beyond recognition that is not suitable for 'living'."
"That's why crime is normal, and law is abnormal. No matter how hard you try, it's impossible for everyone to live in peace, because how can people suppress their nature?"
"Mr. Mori's ideal is that the port mafia controls the underground order, and the military police and the supernatural secret service control the daytime stability to achieve an absolute balance in Yokohama. It is impossible for me to realize this from the very beginning. No structure can last, as long as there are interests, there will always be people who will come up to break the rules and restore the balance. Not to mention this binary concept that has been crumbling from the beginning."
I looked at Osamu Dazai's bottomless dark pupils, and faintly felt an ominous premonition.
"However, the appearance of Uchiha-kun made me suddenly feel that such a delusion does not seem impossible."
Osamu Dazai struggled to get up from the carpet.
He looked at me, revealing a mask-like arc with a stiff and perfect hypocritical smile, and he said in a prayer-like pious tone, "Because Uchiha-kun is a god."
"I want to perfect Mr. Mori's idea and build an unbreakable wall at the dividing line between night and day. The day's affairs will be controlled by the day, and the night's affairs will be controlled by the night. If you dare to cross this road The people of the city wall let him sleep forever in the dusk, and establish the existence of a just judge, who will not take sides."
"Only Uchiha-kun can do this."
"Are you going to agree to participate in this rebellion? Uchiha-kun." He said such provocative words, but the iris-colored pupils were as dull and empty as silent, "Such words may make me feel Feel the deep love that Mr. Mori once felt, willing to die for this city."
I realized I was wrong.
Dazai ruled him, it is not a second disease at all.
He is simply a mental patient who should be given electric shock therapy in the late stage of delusional disorder!
Should I say that fortunately Ranpo is still in the middle of the cold war with me?Thanks to this, he didn't want to see me at all for the time being, and followed Oda Sakunosuke very easily.
And my deciduous teeth seem to be very tempting to my elder brother. He acts as a bodyguard by my side every day, and at night, he follows the Black Lizard combat troops to attack the hostile organizations that are robbing the port mafia for their interests. Take time out to practice the most basic physical skills and seal seals.
Every night when I came back to the apartment, my elder brother looked tired and covered with fine bruises. He didn't even have the energy to do the usual pestering. He fell asleep immediately after washing up sloppily. I even dried his hair for him.
I almost never use time regression on my brother again, because I don’t want my brother’s efforts to be in vain, so even if I smell the rust-like smell of blood and the bitter smell of medicine on his body, I will use it quietly while he is sleeping The ability of [healing] makes the wound heal a little faster, and it doesn't do anything superfluous.
It is not difficult for me to heal all the wounds on my brother directly, but my super powers have more or less flaws, and the ability of [healing] is no exception.
The ability to speed up wound healing with the soft white light emitted from the palm, sounds pretty versatile, but it actually comes at the expense of speeding up the process of cell division, which means accelerated aging if used frequently.
So I have always been very cautious when using this ability. Only small wounds that have no effect on the body even if the ability is used will use this ability because the side effects are too large, so I basically don't use it much.
As for more serious injuries, it is of course more cost-effective to use time retrospective directly.
Although there are two troubles that are not worry-free, I haven't had much leisure these days.
Because Osamu Dazai is stalking me.
I don't know why, although he saw the secret hidden in me from Nakaya, but he didn't tell Mori Ogai, but came to harass me every day through the matter of Yumeno Kusaku, like a buzzing bird The flies that I can't get rid of, although they don't cause me substantial harm, are extremely annoying, and the horrible high-frequency vibration noise keeps circling my whole head.
It's just so hopeless!
"Uchiha-kun~"
Accompanied by the heavy sound of the door of the cadre's office being opened, Osamu Dazai's contemptuous and cheerful voice sounded again.
I covered my ears in pain.
He's coming, he's coming, he's coming to me with a buzzing sound.
Osamu Dazai was still wearing the black overcoat that was too big for his size, and the neck, wrists and face that were not covered by the clothes were wrapped with white bandages, but he didn't smell of blood and medicine like his brother, just It seems that the bandage is simply used as an ornament.
To be honest, sometimes I would seriously guess that Osamu Dazai might really be suffering from a second illness.
After all, he is a 15-year-old in the second year of secondary school, and he is a drop-out child who has never attended school. It is not certain whether he has a primary school education. It also seems unsurprising that the bandages are used to hide the scars left by one's own fierce battles.
Especially when I stared at it for a long time, I found that Osamu Dazai's eye covered by the bandage was basically intact, and his eyesight was even better.
I thought about it.
Sure enough, Osamu Dazai is a second-year-old child.
I hammered out the conclusion.
Osamu Dazai walked to my desk, jumped onto the table with his hands, and sat sideways on it. He smiled and looked at me covering my ears and shutting myself up, "Does Uchiha-kun hate me so much? People are sad. Isn’t it enough to just put bandages on your eyes and don’t even want to hear your voice?”
"You don't have any self-awareness at all?"
I uttered the interrogative sentence in a declarative tone with a deadpan expression.
"What's so cute about you?"
"Speaking of which, get off my desk quickly, the documents will be messed up by you."
"Well, is it that annoying?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head and touched his face with his hands, "Although I am often rejected, there are still many young ladies who are willing to die with me and go to the river of death love."
"That's why they are blind."
I gave up, removed my hands from my ears, lowered my head and continued to correct the document.
Today's useful tool man Ango Sakaguchi asked me for leave with a livid face about to die suddenly because he wanted to hand over information to the Supernatural Secret Service, and cunningly used my little conscience to escape the overtime hell.
So instead, the one who fell into overtime hell became me.
"It's amazing that you can correct documents even though your eyes are wrapped with bandages, Uchiha-kun." Dazai Osamu chatted with me casually, and even took out a handheld game console from his coat pocket because of boredom. beat.
"It's nothing magical, it's just because I can see through."
I immersed myself in flipping through the documents, quickly wrote down a series of instructions, and answered them without raising my head.
I’ve said similar things before, I don’t know how many, I’ve told Osamu Dazai almost all the super powers that can be used in daily life. After all, Osamu Dazai is a smart person similar to Ranpo Edogawa, even if I don’t say it, As long as there is a hint of doubt, sooner or later he will find the truth from the clues or the small details that I inadvertently exposed. It is better to tell him directly to get rid of this annoying buzz sooner.
Dazai Osamu's fingers paused for a while, he sighed, threw the game console aside, and complained, "Uchiha-kun's candid attitude is the most annoying, it's almost like a solution It’s like being told the ending before you start exploring in a mystery game, which makes people unable to arouse interest in continuing to play.”
He leaned back in boredom, lying on the desk, making a mess of my files, but he was in a daze.
I couldn't help clenching my fists, and stared at Osamu Dazai whose head was less than [-] centimeters away from me.
I really want to punch him down and send him to the west.
Didn't he shout about suicide all day long?I will fulfill him now.
As if aware of my murderous intent, Osamu Dazai turned over, and after crushing the two stacks of documents that I had already sorted, he fell directly on the carpet.
It's a pity that the carpet was too thick and he didn't fall to his death.
I held my breath and used my thoughts to reorganize the scattered documents and put them back on the table.
On the other hand, Osamu Dazai leaned directly on the thick and soft imported wool carpet with excellent touch, lying on the ground and looking up at the gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling, with an inexplicable expression on his mind.
I also don't want to explore what is going on in the mind of the second child.
Anyway, it is nothing more than some life is worthless, death is the only resting place, this world needs to be corrected, to become the Kami of the new world and so on.
Ah.
I sneered.
After reading "Shao ○ JUMP", I have nothing to fear.
"Hey, Uchiha-kun." Osamu Dazai suddenly asked lightly, "Do you think human life is valuable?"
I paused the hand that was reviewing the document while holding the signature pen.
Isn't it, sir, do I even have to take care of the ideological education of the second disease?
I recalled the contents of the holy book "Shao○JUMP", and answered Osamu Dazai's question very carefully.
"Life is of course worthless, and it makes no difference to the world whether we live or die."
"The sun rises as usual, the waves rise as usual, people are mediocre, and they are still just struggling in a daze to survive, to simply maintain the state of 'alive'."
Osamu Dazai let out a strange laugh after hearing my words.
"Uchiha-kun is a god."
He suddenly made such an exclamation.
Osamu Dazai's kite-colored pupils probably had something black and lacquered. The originally beautiful and gentle kite-color was soaked in a lifeless gray, and became like a puppet with a cheap texture of lifelessness.
"The concept of the world is too big. I can't even grasp myself. I don't have the energy to think about such a huge world."
"But Uchiha-kun is different. Every time you sit in this position, facing the dirty and filthy dark side of Yokohama, what are you thinking about?"
"Is it the disappointment of human nature, the senselessness of superiority, the arrogance with power and fearlessness, or the sense of detachment that regards all this as a game?"
No, I just want to get off work early to watch a suspense drama and eat dessert.
I thought blankly.
"Actually, Uchiha-kun didn't think about anything at all." Osamu Dazai said, "Because in your eyes, who has telepathy and receives people's dirty hearts all the time, it's just everyday life, more ordinary than water, It's more ordinary than sunlight, and it's not even more attractive than a piece of delicious cake that grabs your attention."
"People are born to distort evil and be good at fighting, but later realized that their own nature is difficult to survive, so they used layers of camouflage to wrap themselves into an appearance beyond recognition that is not suitable for 'living'."
"That's why crime is normal, and law is abnormal. No matter how hard you try, it's impossible for everyone to live in peace, because how can people suppress their nature?"
"Mr. Mori's ideal is that the port mafia controls the underground order, and the military police and the supernatural secret service control the daytime stability to achieve an absolute balance in Yokohama. It is impossible for me to realize this from the very beginning. No structure can last, as long as there are interests, there will always be people who will come up to break the rules and restore the balance. Not to mention this binary concept that has been crumbling from the beginning."
I looked at Osamu Dazai's bottomless dark pupils, and faintly felt an ominous premonition.
"However, the appearance of Uchiha-kun made me suddenly feel that such a delusion does not seem impossible."
Osamu Dazai struggled to get up from the carpet.
He looked at me, revealing a mask-like arc with a stiff and perfect hypocritical smile, and he said in a prayer-like pious tone, "Because Uchiha-kun is a god."
"I want to perfect Mr. Mori's idea and build an unbreakable wall at the dividing line between night and day. The day's affairs will be controlled by the day, and the night's affairs will be controlled by the night. If you dare to cross this road The people of the city wall let him sleep forever in the dusk, and establish the existence of a just judge, who will not take sides."
"Only Uchiha-kun can do this."
"Are you going to agree to participate in this rebellion? Uchiha-kun." He said such provocative words, but the iris-colored pupils were as dull and empty as silent, "Such words may make me feel Feel the deep love that Mr. Mori once felt, willing to die for this city."
I realized I was wrong.
Dazai ruled him, it is not a second disease at all.
He is simply a mental patient who should be given electric shock therapy in the late stage of delusional disorder!
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