The whole of Yokohama thought we were together

Oda Sakunosuke avoided the blade on the second floor the moment he turned down, and as soon as he landed, a punch hit him head-on. He dodged his head sideways, and was about to raise his hand to grab the opponent's wrist, but when he was about to touch the opponent's He paused for a moment, then bent over to avoid the opponent's other punch, and then jumped three steps away, frowning slightly.

"Heh Kaka...you didn't touch me consciously, did you foresee something?" Okura Yuko looked at Oda Sakunosuke who was a few steps away with a smile, and turned his wrist, "Captain, what do you say?" That's right!"

"right?"

Fukuchi Sakurachi came out from the second floor of the hotel, still holding the knife he had suddenly attacked Oda Sakunosuke in his hand, he shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that he is a criminal, it seems that he is destined to be with our team Missed."

"Although you can't join us, you can still get something out of his mouth." Yezi Okura asked arrogantly, with his hips on his hips, "Hey! Aren't you staying with another criminal? He is here Where? I advise you to say it earlier, so that you can suffer less, or—"

She grinned, but her smile was cold: "I'm afraid that when you want to die, you won't be able to die."

Fukuji Sakura scratched her head in embarrassment: "It sounds like we are really villains—but what?" He looked at Oda Sakunosuke and smiled, "I agree with this point of view. Now it's time for you to make a choice It's time, Oda-kun."

Oda Sakunosuke glanced at the two of them, then turned around and rushed towards the rear window.

"It's so stupid to want to run at this time!" Okura Yeko rushed forward a few steps the moment the words came out, then jumped into the air on the pillars in the hotel lobby, and flew in the direction where Oda Sakunosuke was escaping.

Oda Sakunosuke kept walking. Seeing that he was only a few steps away from the window, he was about to jump out of the window with all his strength, but the next moment he stopped, and then he turned his body and rolled forward suddenly.

The silver blade flashed past his original position, and while Oda Sakunosuke stabilized his body, Okura Yeko's attack had arrived.

The escape route was blocked by the foreseen blade, Oda Sakunosuke had no choice but to block Okura Yeko's fist with his arm, but the opponent just feigned a shot, and the moment the fist was about to fall on his arm, he opened his palm and held it directly. his wrist.

A strange feeling spread from the wrist to the internal organs, Oda Sakunosuke instantly pulled out his gun, aimed at Okura Yeko's wrist and pulled the trigger!

Okura Yeko let out a "tsk", and at the same time he let go, he raised his other hand to grab it, but was interrupted by a sudden kick.

Oda Sakunosuke leaned back to avoid the blade in front of him, and then grabbed the window sill with both hands upwards, and while kicking Okura Yeko, he used his strength and turned directly out of the window upside down.

He didn't spare any strength for this kick, but Okura Yeko got up from the ground and chased after him as if nothing happened.

Fukuchi Sakurachi withdrew the knife from the void, and looked at the two people leaving with emotion: "Young and strong people are full of energy, unlike me... um..."

He touched the railing in front of him: "I quite like the architectural style here, so let's not use the power for now."

"However...you, Oda-kun, who was attacked by her ability, where can you escape?"

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It was getting darker.

The dark clouds were layered one after another, and the entire sky was like a thick ink that couldn't be melted, without a trace of light.

The Valkyrie's sword fell from the sky, creating a hurricane.

The wind blew away from the school as the center, almost making the people present mistakenly think that there was a small tornado and an earthquake.

The girl in front still walked very smoothly, not affected by the gust of wind in the slightest, not even the sky crown on her head and the white kimono on her body were not disturbed in the slightest.

"...this lady?" Osamu Dazai called out to her before she was about to walk into the shadows, "Have I seen you somewhere?"

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl turned around, bent her eyes and smiled, but was noncommittal.

"It's too bad." Dazai Osamu said thoughtfully, "Shiratori Taro never said that Nagata is a young lady..."

The girl replied at this time: "I'm not Nagata." She covered the corner of her mouth with her sleeve: "Osamu Dazai, haven't you remembered yet? Nagata has someone else."

"It seems that I really know you."

The wind gradually subsided, Dazai Osamu put his hands in his pockets, and asked leisurely: "So? What is your purpose for bringing me here?"

His eyes swept across the Valkyrie in mid-air, "You can't let me watch the gods fight, can you?"

"of course not."

The girl shook her head lightly, "I just follow the instructions of the god who gave me my name, let you..."

She smiled lowly: "Disappear from this world."

The moment her words fell, the wind suddenly came from behind Osamu Dazai, and he immediately turned around and jumped back, but while avoiding the long knife, he felt the darkness in his left eye and a touch of red floating in his vision.

He lowered his head, and saw the black coat and red scarf on himself from his right eye, as well as... the body of "Osamu Dazai" lying on the ground.

"Hmph!" Bishamonten clenched his knife tightly, and said in a cold voice, "I even borrowed my body, that sorcerer who is clearly dead, but still came back from the underworld, is you, a necromancer!"

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"Snapped!"

The door was slammed open by someone outside, Yu Cuijin didn't stop watering the flowers, but said calmly: "Welcome to the 'House of Response', but please be gentle when opening the door next time, Rude wishes will not be seen by the gods."

"……cough……"

After finishing a sentence, he received a light cough in response, and now even Yu Yanjin stopped what he was doing, and turned his head to look over.

The boy fell to the ground with his eyes closed, and blood dripped down from his forehead, instantly staining the entire floor red.

It was almost impossible to tell if the red was the color of blood or his original hair color, it was thick and thick, and it was shocking to see.

The stench of blood spread outward from his wounds, the most severe one was the knife wound on his body that almost tore his entire arm, I am afraid that if he had slowed down a bit, this arm would have been removed by the attacking side. down.

"...Oh." Yu Yijin raised his eyebrows, put down the kettle in his hand, and walked over.

He looked at the other party carefully for a while, and said with a smile: "This time, the guest is...a young boy, so what are you asking for in this 'room of Response'? If you have strong enough obsessions, you can recover your health." It’s not impossible.”

The other party obviously didn't fall into a coma completely, and after hearing Yu Canjin's words, he opened his eyes.

The tea-brown pupils looked at each other quietly, with a calm expression, but said nothing.

Yu Yanjin pulled out a fan from his sleeve, bent his lips, as if he had fully guessed what he was thinking, and said leisurely: "If you just walked in by accident after being hunted down, and now you want to regain your strength and leave here as soon as possible, I will In fact, I suggest you make a wish.”

"Ah." When he said this, he tapped his palm again with his fan and shook his head, "But you can't make a wish to bring Osamu Dazai back, because that person—"

"I can't live at all."

The author has something to say: use one sentence to describe the battle scene——

Zhi Zhi: Hitting and hitting made me smaller.

Zai: Hit me and kill me.