After I died, I became the white moonlight of the bosses

The melodious and melodious melody, combined with the dazzling and exquisite color, is the ultimate fusion of hearing and vision.

In the huge auditorium, a man in a white cloak is holding a bright red apple in his hand. He sniffs the sweet fragrance from the apple with his eyes down. When he is intoxicated by it, he hears the crisp sound of the ground bumping against the ground. Noisy pace.

The visitor's red high-heeled shoes have corresponding snow-white skin, and the color reflected by the flowing skirt complements the apple in his hand.

The black hair like silk and satin made his face almost as crystal clear as snow, and the delicate and beautiful features were full of decadence and emptiness that could cause waves in his heart.

The girl who was brought by Fyodor also lost her memory, and there is a tragedy of forgetting who she is.

But strangely, he could feel a little strange connection from her body, like the fireflies chasing the moon, if there is no time, he can't help but keep his eyes on her.

"Mr. Shibusawa."

She finally stopped not far from Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, then pulled up her skirt and saluted gracefully.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko cast his eyes on her, and when the other party's voice gradually disappeared from his ears, Shibusawa Ryuhiko seemed to have thought of something, and stepped forward to draw a distance from her.

"These gems..." Shibusawa Tatsuhiko handed the bright ruby ​​placed beside him to Hua Zhao, and then he looked down at Hua Zhao's gaze shifted to the gem, and then said to her in an extremely affectionate tone, "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

The gemstones in Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's hand are naturally related to the life of the supernatural being, and Hanamo can see its lingering aura from these gemstones.

But nothing more than revealed the meaning of cold and lifeless.

Looking at Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's eyes, which look like cold-blooded animals, and the lingering arrogance inside, Hanato couldn't help showing a little smile.

"These are dead things, why do they feel beautiful?"

The softness that suddenly bloomed on the originally dull face was like a flash in the pan, even if it was eye-catching, but the words made Shibusawa Tatsuhiko quickly grasp the apple in the other hand.

The torn apple remains, accompanied by sweet juice, soon filled his palm.Such a sudden move did not make the girl show any other expressions.

Indifferent, even with a little pity, Shibusawa Ryuhiko's eyes widened instantly with such a superior meaning, showing extreme anger and madness, "Dead things? Then let me see the dead things in your body too!"

It was so easy to be irritated.Hua Chao sighed silently in her heart. She felt the mist suddenly wrapped around her body, and she also became a little curious.

Will the abilities in her body be separated too?

However, after a long time, when Shibusawa Ryuhiko's expression gradually changed, Hanazawa looked at himself who had not changed for a long time, and then set his eyes on Shibusawa Ryuhiko.

"It seems useless."

Hua Chao said something inexplicably, when the opponent's anger was about to rise, she felt the fluctuation of her own spell power.The sudden surge of spell power between her hands made Hanamo look a little more surprised at Shibusawa Ryuhiko. This change made Hanamo instantly have a guess, and then she focused her gaze on Shibusawa Ryuhiko again. , and then a slight curvature appeared on the lips.

"Shibusawa-san, I've changed my mind."

The girl in the red dress suddenly became lingering in her tone, and his face was reflected in the eyes of the other party, as if extremely affectionate, full of gurgling water waves.The girl's soft and boneless arms were wrapped around his neck, and when he realized that he was shocked to be unable to move, the girl quietly whispered in his ear, "Dedicate yourself to me?"

Using illusion and spell power to make it difficult for the man in front of him to move. When the man struggled and resisted, Hua squinted his eyes slightly, and then intensified the entanglement of the illusion, binding the man's thinking with extremely terrifying power.

"...I am your master."

The words of repeated hints and the mind control of the illusion made his eyes gradually lose their light.

Seeing Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's expression becoming docile, Hanasa told him to continue using his abilities.

And as expected, the previous feeling was not an illusion, the performance of the opponent's abilities on Hanasura's body was like a buff in the game. Hanasa, who originally didn't care about Shibusawa Ryuhiko's life and death afterwards, quickly changed his mind.

Of course, the more useful tools, the better!

After getting Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's expression back to normal, and noticing that he seemed to be behaving the same as usual, Hanamo was satisfied and rewarded her new companion with a loving pat.

Having long been greedy for the other party's thick long hair, Hua Chao enjoyed messing up the other party's fur in a way like stroking an animal.

But the meek and handsome man was always looking at the girl in front of him, as if he only had her in his eyes.

Yokohama seemed to be infected with silently spreading grayness, the dark sky was covered with overcast clouds, almost depressing people could not breathe.

Shrouded in thick fog, it is like falling into the twilight before the end, and with it is the growth of a strange monster.

The monsters that have penetrated into the negative emotions of human beings wield their sticky and ugly bodies, and wantonly cholera in the world with an extremely terrifying appearance.

"What are these?!"

Kunikida Doppo quickly dodged the blow of the monster in front of him. The bomb transformed by the supernatural power had already killed many of these strange monsters, but it seemed like a continuous stream, with no end in sight.

"careful!"

Quickly opened a wooden warehouse towards the blind spot area behind Kunikida Doppo, Oda Sakunosuke quickly pulled the opponent and avoided it again.

The monsters roaming the ground like a plague, accompanied by thick fog, made everyone in the Armed Detective Agency feel troubled.

And the people who had gathered together had already been dispersed.

Oda Sakunosuke, whose brain was tense all the time, and whose powers never stopped, opened and closed his eyes, trying to wake himself up.

It wasn't until the monster in front of him was quickly annihilated by the sudden force that he noticed that the person who came was extremely familiar.

It's the students I met last time!

"So many can't be killed at all,"

Nagasaki Wild Rose had just finished solving one, and then looking at the scene in Yokohama, she subconsciously gasped, "It's the end of the world."

"Speak less." Maki put the weapon on her shoulder in a gallant manner, and after hearing a little wind, she quickly raised the weapon and killed it.

"That's why almost all the students in the school were mobilized," Nagasaki Yamei, who was cooperating with Maki, kicked back and turned back sideways. She asked, "So when will Mr. Gojo come?"

The scene in front of him is urgent, so Maki adjusted her glasses, "It will be soon."

It seems that these are matters related to that field, Oda Sakunosuke observed for a while, his expression became serious, he thought about it and decided to go forward and exchange information with them.

But at the very top of them, the man who was condescendingly observing everything in front of him bent his eyes in great enjoyment, propped his jaw, and looked idle, "I don't know who wrote it, I really want to see myself. "

It was impossible to thoroughly find out whose conspiracy was caused by the previous events, but the sudden heavy fog in Yokohama was like the prelude to the "serial suicide incident of supernatural beings". Osamu Dazai looked at the apple pierced by a knife in his hand, revealing his true identity. The look of thinking.

Until he followed these trivial clues and came to a park filled with thick fog.

There is no one around, and it can even be called dead silence, but when he stepped into it, a faint humming sound seemed to suddenly clenched his heart, making him almost breathless. a meal.

The familiar melody seemed to be engraved into his soul. When he was eager to find the source of the sound, the gradually clear figure in front of him occupied all his sight.

The girl in the red dress has long black hair pouring down the back of her neck like a waterfall. While humming, she walks with gentle steps, as if she is an existence outside the world.

"...Hua, Chao?"

The very familiar figure made Osamu Dazai pause in his steps. Even though it was all so incredible, he still didn't dare to blink.But at this time, a kind of timidity lingering in his heart is like a shackle that has been entangled all this time. He is full of negative emotions, and he has already become a coward who dare not accept everything.

It wasn't until the girl seemed to hear his voice that she slowly turned around.

At this moment, Dazai Osamu was almost suffocated, his heart was beating extremely fast, like the last peak before death, the face in his eyes was indeed her who was buried firmly in his heart.

The closer the steps, the more everything in the field of vision is the existence of the person in front of him. When Osamu Dazai was still torn between doubt and belief, the clearer figure of the girl made his hands and feet gradually turn cold.

It is true?Is it illusory?Is it a dream or a hallucination?

But seeing Dazai Osamu's expression of losing his composure, Hua Zhao was thinking of Fyodor's words in her ear from the bottom of her heart.

Love is the most terrible weapon, use it to disguise your killing intent.

I don't know where that man is hiding and observing all this with extremely malicious eyes, but since he wants to act, he must act thoroughly. How can he "revenge" so quickly now?

And pure "revenge" should be very boring.

Let that man get a little bit tangled up.

Watching Osamu Dazai standing in front of him, Hanato showed an extremely confused expression.The aura lingering around her is always waking up Osamu Dazai, she is indeed Oda Hanamo.

Sick, godless, and even a young girl who is dragged by a vague longing.

"You are……?"

Familiar tone, familiar face, familiar everything.The girl was looking up at her, as if she couldn't remember clearly, and made some questioning voices at him.

Osamu Dazai hurriedly stepped forward to touch the girl's arm tentatively. While the touch was real, Osamu Dazai quickly took a deep breath in order to relieve his ups and downs in the past.

Real, everything is real.

At the same time, the brain was running extremely fast for the words of the girl in front of him.He tried to squat halfway to look at the girl at the same level, and then locked her blue eyes tightly all the time.

"Hanato, it's me, Osamu Dazai."

"... Dazai Osamu?"

The girl seemed to have a sudden mood change, and her expression became unstable.Just when Osamu Dazai realized the danger for a moment, the dagger that suddenly appeared in the girl's hand was struggling by the other party, and turned around when it was about to stab him.

Osamu Dazai, who had no time to stop him, opened his eyes wide in an instant.

Blood spattered again, dyeing his vision extremely hot.

But the girl fell into his arms completely in pain.

"It was unexpected."

Fyodor, who watched all this happening, looked at the blood-stained scene of Hua Zhao, but there was a little burning excitement in the bottom of his eyes.

... It really is that rose, so beautiful.

Slowly walking up to Osamu Dazai, who was in an extremely unstable mood at the moment, Fyodor looked down at him, with a smile of unknown meaning on his lips.

"Osamu Dazai, long time no see."