super power

My name is Qi Munanyin, I am a person with superpowers, and I am currently 17 years old.

I have encountered big/trouble, even if there is no partition, it will be blocked, and the author must be forced to type the big characters.

I originally thought that I was just in an unlucky "ordinary travel" in another world, but I didn't expect that this world had nothing to do with ordinary from the very beginning.

If when I rode an electric car out of Yokohama that day, I could see newspapers with information about supernatural beings on the side of the road, or reports on the situation of supernatural beings on TV news, even if someone came to blow fire in front of me, don’t mention it. It's a place to eat and sleep. I will bury myself in the sea outside Yokohama immediately, and sleep until Saiki Kusuo comes to me.

To ask is to regret.

This is the second night of my coming to this world. I only ran out after confirming that Xinghei and his son were asleep. After all, my current identity is the person who was hunted down by the port Mafia.

The cold river water helps to regulate thinking. I soaked myself in the bottom of a certain river in this city, lying on the mud and sand to sort out my current thoughts.

If it was daytime, people walking on the riverbank would have been scared to call the police when they saw me like this. Fortunately, it was night and no one would see me.

I was the one who considered going to the police station to report to the police after I landed in a while.

Why should I go to the police station? It's definitely not because I'm scared of the world and want to throw myself into the trap. You're right, bro.

Oh, I'm not talking to you guys - I turned to look at my brother Bones lying side by side in the sand with me.

There are often strange things at the bottom of the water.

No matter what, I will be discovered tomorrow morning, but I saw it.

According to the news reports I read during the day and the information I asked Soma Xinghei, people who can use special abilities began to emerge in this world a long time ago. The difference from my superpowers is that each of them uses All special abilities have limitations.

As time goes by, more and more people are born with special abilities, and they are collectively called supernatural beings.

In order to manage these supernatural beings, each country has a corresponding official organization, and Japan is in charge of Yokohama is the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

However, this is not the same world view as the Restoration Alliance. There is no purple sweet potato that everyone needs to defeat together, so they go their own way.

Competent organizations are aggressively recruiting supernatural beings for their own use. The city of Yokohama where I escaped from is the city with the most gatherings of supernatural beings and the most disputes in Japan, represented by the port of Mafia.

There is also the title of "King Power", which is from the second to the top.

Ordinary people don't know much about the king, and they can talk about all kinds of things. It took me a few hours to listen to the voice of my heart all over Japan before I could fully understand what the king is.

Decades ago, a stone slab was dug up in Germany. The stone slab can select seven special people to give them strength, so that these seven people can not only have the ability to stand at the top of human beings, but also allow them to build their own clan. Later, the stone slab was Shipped back to Japan, the birth of the king was also concentrated in Japan.

How powerful is the power of the king?For example, it is not the government on the surface that controls the real power in Japan now, but the second king, the King of Gold.

The apparent activities of the kings are mainly concentrated in Tokyo, and those with supernatural powers are concentrated in Yokohama. These two cities are really troubled.

I've been thankful that the world hasn't collapsed because of my supernatural ability. It's not because I'm lucky, but because the world has long adapted to non-daily life.

It's really no good to take it easy for two days, can't the author be an individual?

Hold on, Qi Munanyin, no matter what happens, you must hold on, as long as you hold on to the end, you will win.

Yes, that's it, nothing to be angry-I sat up in the river calmly.

Ah, it seems to rise too fast and cause a water vortex...

I looked like Brother Bone not far away, and I was relieved to find that he was still lying down, but the skull and hip bones had switched positions.

The soul has already become a Buddha, so it is not a case of homicide, I will burn incense for you, rest in peace.

Now that I know that this world has a high tolerance for special abilities, I feel relieved a lot. At least it won't happen that I wake up and find the world because I am entering the end.

I found a passer-by who would pass by here for work the next day, and hypnotized him so that he would [-]% look into the river. After all this was done, I went back to the restaurant as if nothing had happened.

Helping in the restaurant during the day, and groping to repair the restraint device at night-the parts inside the device have no major problems, all in all, it must be stable.

On the morning of the fourth day here, there was no salt in the restaurant, so I went out to help with errands and saw a bookstore on the way back.

The money of this world that I exchanged that day finally came in handy——Mr. Oda, you are about to see the end of being pigeonholed for ten years.

……No?

I looked at the bookshelves of Japanese literature and modern novels that were much emptier than I thought, and asked the staff of the bookstore: "Excuse me, are Natsume Soseki's books sold out?"

"Natsume Soseki?" The clerk was stunned, and looked at me in confusion, "Is it a relatively small author? It may be sold out, and there will not be too many works of this kind of author in the store, or we may not Come on, I'm sorry, guest."

are you kidding me?

Look me in the eyes and say you're kidding me.

It is actually said that Natsume Soseki is an unknown niche author, but that is a writer that almost no one knows. I have learned his articles that were selected into textbooks in elementary school!

If your words spread, the soul of Akutagawa Ryunosuke will come to threaten you, and if Akutagawa Ryunosuke comes, then Osamu Dazai will definitely come.Do you know what this means?Swipe, swipe, and pull all the modern Japanese literary giants, right?You will have nightmares, you will definitely have the nightmare of "copying and silently reciting all the works of Natsume Soseki a hundred times".

[The name Natsume Soseki sounds pretty nice, but I really don’t have any impression of it. Young people nowadays like this kind of partial author to show off their personality. Am I getting old?No, I'm only in my 20s! 】

The voice of this clerk actually told me that he was not joking!

Could it be that the different world here...

Uneasy, I ran to the self-study area to turn on the computer provided in the store.

搜索:

Natsume Soseki: Entry 0.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: Entry 0.

Mori Ogai: Entry 0.

Osamu Dazai, Chuya Nakahara, Atsushi Nakajima, and even foreign Edgar Allan Poe, Fyodor Dostoyevsky...

Then I was swiped by a long row of 000000, and the effect was comparable to Zhizhi Touzhen's super chatty mouth cannon.

There are entries for Fukuzawa Yukichi and Edogawa Ranpo, but it is a detective agency that has nothing to do with wind, horse and cow. The name is a bit familiar, and it seems to be the armed detective agency that the diners mentioned before.

But what does this have to do with Wenhao?

It turned out that it wasn’t just the Fukuzawa Yukichi on my banknotes that disappeared. I didn’t know any literary giants in this world. Everyone went hand in hand. Anyway, no one wrote a book, and there was no corresponding one in the literary world. Other literary giants came to fill the positions of these people, causing the history of literature to stagnate for at least a hundred years compared to mine.

Then I'm sorry, Mr. Oda, it seems that it's not only the money in my pocket that doesn't want to leave me, but God wants to pigeon you.

...Wait, is the person who gave the Oda book surnamed Natsume?What is Oda-san's full name?

No, no, no, this is not what I should care about. I always feel that something terrible will happen if I think about it, so stop quickly.

Carrying the edible salt I bought, I teleported to the restaurant.

【Um?Isn't this the relative of Boss Xingping?It seems to be called...]

After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a familiar heartbeat, and the next moment I was stopped by someone.

"Qi Mu? Is it Qi Mu?"

I turned around and looked at the man who had been doomed by God for ten years: "Mr. Oda, are you coming to the restaurant for dinner? Uncle said you are very busy, I thought you would only come once or twice a month."

"I came with a friend," Oda Sakunosuke looked at the young man beside him, "Dazai, this is a relative of the boss who is helping in the store."

【If I remember correctly, Dazai's recent investigation is... unexpectedly found here, Mr. Xinghei and the others are indeed ordinary chefs, is it Saiki?But no matter how you look at her, she is an ordinary girl, but Dazai's judgment is basically impossible to make mistakes. 】

Hearing Oda's heartbeat, I felt a "thump" in my heart.

The young man surnamed Dazai next to him, I have never seen anyone other than a person lying in the hospital with so many bandages on his body.

On the handsome face not covered by bandages, the iris-colored left eye stared at me, and he showed me a very cheerful and friendly smile for ordinary people: "Yo, hello, I heard that Oda Saku is here I have been eating in this restaurant for ten years, and it is too much to tell me his secret treasure shop until now, Zhi Tian Zuo."

"Sorry, Dazai."

"Forget it, if it's delicious, I'll forgive you."

There was a bit of childishness in the young man's tone.

Me: "...Welcome."

With Dazai's attire, there is no doubt that he is also a member of that port Mafia.

He is not an ordinary person, I am [-]% sure of this, his eyes seem to be covered with a layer of fog, which completely separates the joy from the alienation and disappointment of the world, so I have no doubt that this is someone who can laugh The kind of nasty guy who jumps off the top of a building.

As for why I am so sure... During a certain period of time when I was young, Kusuo and I looked at each other's eyes, and saw similar expressions, but it was far less profound than this young man.

This man was supposed to be a stranger to me, and I'm almost sure he followed my trail, and I've carefully destroyed the Marlboro and the traces to get here. This guy is pretty amazing.

That's okay, I can use superpowers now, the big deal is to hit him with Mr. Banana again.

The issue is……

I can't hear this person's heartbeat.