Anomalous ability is Doctor Mori

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Now, it's nine o'clock in the evening.

The main building of the PortMafia headquarters is a 40-storey building.The top floor is the chief's office and half of the private residence.Above it is a special explosion-proof high-altitude floor with a height of half a storey.After that, the top floor is the landing pad for helicopters.

Probably because the only people who will use this apron are the high-level and elites within the mafia, and there are no guardrails on the edge of the top floor.

At this moment, Zhong Yuanzhong was standing on the edge of the top floor—for him, neither the height nor the strong wind that is characteristic of high-rise buildings was anything that threatened him.If he wanted to, not even a piece of clothing or a strand of hair would be blown by the wind.

But now there is no such need.

The boy stretched out his hand to press the hat, and the slightly curly orange hair that was loosely tied into a bundle behind his head was dancing in the wind like the hem of his clothes.

In front of his eyes was the endless sky of Yokohama—I don't know if it was out of awe or fear, or to avoid suspicion, although no one gave any clear orders, but this is nearby, in the prime location in the center of Yokohama, and No buildings have been constructed with a height similar to or greater than that of the PortMafia building.

Therefore, under the moonlight and starry night, he could clearly see the port not far away—after leaving Alice's office this morning, the first thing he did was blow up the container ship Freighter, and according to the instructions of a certain mackerel, put the blame on the Takase society.

——Tsk, although there is no sympathy, it is really tragic for Takasekai to die because of unwarranted blame.

Zhong Yuanzhong thought so too, when he heard familiar footsteps behind him, followed by a frivolous tone without any sense of tension.

"Yo~Zhongya~"

It really means fish arrives.

Chuya Nakahara's eyes twitched, turned around, and saw Osamu Dazai walking slowly over.Wearing a black windbreaker as usual, a white shirt with two buttons unbuttoned, a tie loosely pressed inside the vest, and bandages wrapped around the exposed wrists and neck—but...

"You didn't cover your eyes today?"

"Eh?" Dazai Osamu blinked, "Did you see it?"

"Nonsense, it's so obvious, isn't it strange that you can't see it?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows a little, "What? Graduated from the second year of secondary school?"

"Chung Ye, right? Wannian Zhong Er."

"Huh?" Bandaged mackerel actually has the face to say that other people are secondary?

"height."

"Hey!" Nakahara Chuya's forehead instantly burst out with blue veins, "I'm looking for a beating! I'm still in the growth period!"

——No, you won't grow taller.

Thinking of the 22-year-old Chuya Nakahara in his "memory", Osamu Dazai's eyes suddenly became sympathetic.But, forget it, he is such a kind person, it's better not to provoke the poor little slug.

Anyway, sooner or later, he will have to face this cruel truth by himself.

"... Chuya, the world is really cruel." Saying something that seemed inexplicable to Chuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai's gaze once again turned around Chuya Nakahara's head.

Damn, I always feel that this guy is thinking about something special!

Zhong Yuanzhong, who didn't miss his strange expression, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

——Speaking of which, in the past two years, the mackerel has been rising up like bean sprouts... Tsk, I don't think so, but the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I get.

Nakahara Chu also suddenly felt that Osamu Dazai's height that he was used to was an eyesore.Resisting the urge to use gravity to change his perspective—the mackerel would definitely laugh at him—he became irritable.

"So, what on earth did you ask me for?"

"Ah, this." When it came to business, Osamu Dazai did not continue to entangle in the topic of height.The young man turned around, took a few steps forward, stood beside Nakahara Nakaya, looked at the city under the night sky with him, and then spoke.

"It's about why Verlaine came to you—Alice didn't tell you."

"Hmm." Speaking of this, Chuya's expression became serious, "Alice doesn't know the specific reason, she just said that the man said a bunch of inexplicable things."

"I can probably guess what it is. It's nothing more than that-you can neither be a human nor a god. No one can understand, but you can only sink into loneliness. If you don't go with him, you can only To be able to die alone—that man seems to think that you who were born from [Aragami] are his younger brother."

"...So what's all this mess?"

"Is it a mess?" Osamu Dazai curled the corner of his mouth, "It really looks like an adjective you would use. However, that man does have something to do with you, and also has something to do with the research institute back then... I also agree with this part of the content. 'Know' a little bit. So, Chuya—”

As he spoke, he turned his face away.

"—do you want to hear it?"

And it was the boy's indifferent voice that answered him.

"Will I die if you don't listen?"

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I mean, in this part, is there something like 'I'm going to explode if I don't do it well' or 'I have an Achilles heel that I don't even know about'?"

"Well, not really. Rather, if you don't use [Filth], you might be able to live longer than us."

"Then it goes without saying." Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed.Looking at the vast and boundless sky one step away, the young man showed a wanton, sharp, aggressive, and even rebellious smile that was completely different from the one in front of Alice.

"Dazai, just like that man said, I am neither a god nor a human being."

The so-called Chuya of the Central Plains is only to restrain the powerful power, but to control the powerful power, it is engraved and attached to the personality of this [power].

"But loneliness or something, I have never felt it once."

【……If it is said that the personality is engraved on the 'Rage God', then we are just the personality attached to the protein. 】

"I am Chuya of the Central Plains, just because I am Chuya of the Central Plains."

[Zhong is also Zhongye, no matter how long the attributive is added, or what you use to call it, it is you. 】

"Others, it doesn't matter at all."

[So, you are what you think you are, and what kind of person you want to be, just do it. 】

——He has always, always remembered Alice's words.

——Although he didn't learn anything from her at all, thanks to her, he never doubted or wavered in his own existence.

"So, Dazai." The young man turned around and took a step back very coolly, his figure rose slowly with the crimson halo all over him, hovering in the air as if he was stepping on an invisible ladder.

"I don't have anything to know—ah, if you have '100 Ways to Beat a Mackerel Right', I might as well listen to it sometime."

Against the background of the starry night, the young man glowing red all over his body was aggressive, and the night wind lifted his hair. In those extremely beautiful and delicate cobalt blue eyes, there was an unshakable, unshakable and sharp brilliance. Light.

Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes, then smiled too.

"Zhongye..."

"Ok?"

"Compared to beating," he showed the kind of smile that Zhong Yuanzhong is also very familiar with, "I think you are not pleasing to the eye, and now you are ready to make trouble." How does the idea of ​​dropping it sound like?"

After speaking, he jumped forward suddenly.

The next moment, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and the boy's loud curses came from the empty roof.

"Damn!!! You are so fucking crazy!!!"

***

After driving away Chuya Nakahara, who was going to fly to Italy tomorrow, Dazai did not leave the top floor immediately.

Of course, he didn't just arrange the conversation here just because of Chuya—Alice is not afraid of heights, but even if she is definitely not squeamish, she still has the petty temper common to many girls.For example, because she cares about hairstyles and likes to wear skirts, she has never liked places with strong winds—such as the rooftop on the top floor.

Osamu Dazai has always felt that the girl who complains about the wind and doesn't know whether to press her bangs or press her skirt, and is very cute because her face is covered by her long hair as soon as she turns around is very cute.

Thinking of this, the corners of his lips curled into a gentle arc, but as he turned around, the arc disappeared all of a sudden.

At the same time, the warmth in the eyes disappeared.

"So, you two, are you really sure?"

In front of him, walking up to the rooftop after Chuya in the Central Plains, were brothers and sisters with black hair and black eyes.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke subconsciously held his breath.It was indeed Osamu Dazai standing in front of him, but this was by no means the Osamu Dazai he was familiar with.

He was only 16 years old, just a little older than him, showing a cold and oppressive expression against the background of the night.The lights and neon near the ground flicker and refract in the night, spreading into the unique colorful light of the city, reflecting from below to the dark blue and near-black sky.However, such a colorful background makes Osamu Dazai seem more and more like a real darkness.

The black trench coat was lifted by the strong wind, and the hem of the coat swung sharply behind him.Because of the backlight, his iris-colored eyes seemed to be stained with the bottomless night, people could not help breathing when they just looked at each other, and had the illusion that they would be dragged into the abyss at any time.

Like darkness itself.

However, Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't feel intimidated.

On the contrary, in front of Dazai Osamu, the dark eyes of the little boy who was staring at him were burning with hot flames.

It is neither the tyrannical hatred that hurts others like a double-edged sword, nor the paranoid impulse to pin the meaning of life on others. It is a clear understanding of where you stand, and you are determined to protect what you cherish. Only those who are determined have a tough and stubborn gaze.

"of course."

Beside him, Gin nodded with a very quiet—sharp expression like the sharp edge of a dagger that was withdrawn from its scabbard without a sound.

It's a good look.Both are.

The corners of Osamu Dazai's lips curled slightly, but the words he spoke carried a biting chill than Night Breeze.

"However, my training is strict—it will definitely be so strict that you all feel that all the hard work so far is just 'playing'."

"That's why I came to ask Brother Zhi." Yin also smiled, and the 13-year-old girl showed a smile that was definitely not her age, neither childish nor delicate, "Because only Brother Zhi Only then can we practice deadly hands on us——For Brother Zhi, all of us together are not as important as Alice."

Osamu Dazai curled the corner of his mouth ambiguously.

That was the answer—the answer that Akutagawa Gin did not expect at all.

"Besides, this is the purpose of Brother Zhi-Brother Zhi is very angry."

"what."

"Leaving aside the 6-year-old Kusaku, my brother and I were clearly on the scene, but we didn't do anything - even though the opponent was a powerful person with supernatural powers. But Brother Zhi is still very angry." Silver paused, his voice lowered. Go on, "I'm angry too."

Very, very angry with myself.

So after being told that "someone invaded last night but nothing happened", Gin was the first to notice something was wrong from Dazai Osamu's meaningful eyes.

And Akutagawa Ryunosuke's reaction was more direct: "I won't let this kind of thing happen again."

The experience of becoming the material for the enemy to threaten Alice is enough once.

That's why he has to become stronger and stronger - only when he becomes strong enough to be recognized by Alice, will he have the qualification to protect her instead of being protected by her.

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Even if I use it as a tool to protect Alice?"

"Yes——although I really want to answer this way, but." Ryunosuke raised his head, and his dark eyes looked at him unwaveringly, "You won't."

It was a very determined look.Osamu Dazai was taken aback for a moment, then he heard Gin speak.

"And it doesn't matter if it does."

——In this world, if you want to protect something, just relying on "tenderness" or "love" is definitely not enough.

——This is the truth that Akutagawa Yin has understood since he was 6 years old.

and so……

The little girl with a soft appearance raised her head, looked at Osamu Dazai's figure that seemed to have assimilated into the night, and smiled sincerely. "It is precisely because Brother Zhi is a great demon king who can use all means to protect Alice that we come to ask you."