After being surrounded by the healing system

Thanks to the existence of Natsume Takashi, Akutagawa Ryoko felt that his horns grew faster, but rather than absorbing the power of the child adopted by the Fujiwara couple, Akutagawa Ryoko chose to go outside to hunt for food.

Whether it’s mantras made entirely of human negative emotions or evil monsters, just eat them all. The son of Akutagawa Takashi has his own choice of prey, but as time goes by, those monsters within her hunting range either Either avoid her deliberately, or have been 'eaten' by her.

Ordinary food is delicious, but it is of little help to the growth of Akutagawa Ryoko's son. From the initial resistance to the current habit, Akutagawa Ryoko's son didn't spend too much time. After all, after surviving in that weird and twisted world, the ability to adapt She is the most indispensable.

The warm and cool fog is isolated from a circle with her as the center and a radius of one meter. In order to grow horns as soon as possible, the son of Akutagawa Takashi began to expand his hunting ground. From the perspective of others, the most obvious thing is the thick fog except Yayuan. , The fog in other areas of Kumamoto Prefecture has also begun to become thicker.

Although the hunting area has expanded, the son of Akutagawa Takashi will still go back to Fujiwara's house every night, leaving a little movement, such as closing the window that Fujiwara Toko specially opened to show that he is back, and there will be no other actions other than that. Let the Fujiwara couple see themselves now.

She knows that her inhuman features will have a mental effect on ordinary people, especially the tentacles, but she can't put them away, she is extremely ashamed, although Tazi laughed and said that her tentacles can clean and do housework and help open jars It is very convenient to carry things, but isn't this something that Rashomon can do?

The same is true today, the son of Ryo Akutagawa closed the window and shut himself in the room. After a while, he heard footsteps stopping outside the door. Hearing the footsteps, Ryo Akutagawa's son keenly sensed that the person outside the door was not Fujiwara couple, but Natsume Takashi.

Obviously told this person not to come up.

"How are you doing today?" Natsume Takashi asked softly outside the door. At this moment, his expression changed from his previous nervousness and fear, and he relaxed. I'm afraid he himself didn't realize how huge the contrast between his changes was, but he Didn't feel any dissonance about it at all.

"If you stay a little longer, I will be in a better condition." The son of Akutagawa Ryoko's voice was somewhat ironic, using his sharp attitude to make the people outside the door retreat.

Natsume Takashi felt the other party's repelling intention, smiled helplessly and said: "Then I put the tea made by Aunt Tazi at the door, remember to drink it."

After he finished speaking, he put down the tray in his hand and left. The son of Akutagawa Takashi listened to the sound of footsteps going away outside the door, and controlled all his tentacles to shrink towards the corner of the wall, lest Natsume Takashi accidentally touch it again without paying attention. Every tentacle is her extended 'vision', as long as she wants, she can see every corner of this floor clearly.

About a month later, Natsume Takashi, who had found a balance between being absorbed and restored, had adapted to being sucked away part of the demon power every time he went to the attic. I can recover a lot, and I am still alive and kicking the next day.

Under such circumstances, Natsume Takashi was quietly influenced more and more by Akutagawa Takashi's son. The most intuitive thing is that his dreaming ability became stronger and stronger, and he began to dream intermittently about things he had never seen before. Unheard of things.

Then he suddenly realized that it might be the past of Akutagawa Ryo's son.

That nightmare world full of ugliness and savagery is the slightest part of Natsume Takashi's inability to conceive of such a world no matter how many times he has had nightmares. It is not a field where human beings should set foot at all.

And Natsume Takashi is like a bystander, watching the dark-haired young man in a brown cloak, peaked cap, and detective costume running in the narrow and airtight damp stone corridor. The corridor is full of traces left by the erosion of time, and moss has covered almost every gap in the wall bricks.

The young man was wearing a pair of plain glasses, with one hand on his hat, and the other holding an extremely easy-to-carry gun. Obviously, this gun couldn't cause significant damage to the huge, foul-smelling slime-like monster behind him, but The young man had no intention of shooting at all at the moment, he just took advantage of the terrain and roadblocks to keep running away, unexpectedly he was in danger several times.

This is probably a place where someone once lived, but whether it's the oddly shaped cabinets or the geometric figures formed by the long lamps, it makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

The so-called narrow length of the corridor is only the overall visual experience from the third perspective. For a human youth who is only 1.6 meters eight, there is more than enough room to escape, but the same is true for the liquid giant behind him.

Whenever you look back, the inherent human fear of the unknown and the huge things will arise spontaneously, and there is no doubt that it will cause great trauma to the spirit.

Once you turn back, it will be beyond redemption.

The young man is obviously not the type of regular exercise, his footsteps gradually become strenuous, and the nauseating sound of sticky flesh slapping the ground behind him is getting closer, and the black flesh exuding strangely colored brilliance is chasing after him, but the young man's emerald green eyes His eyes did not reveal any panic or fear, it seemed that everything was in his expectation, extremely cold.

one two Three--

"Akutagawa!"

The young man seemed to have arrived at his expected destination. With a sudden step, he stopped, as if he wanted to squeeze out the last bit of air in his lungs, tear his vocal cords, and the hoarse voice could not be stopped. Trembling—he wasn't afraid, this trembling was definitely not fear, it was just the instability of breath caused by his body's inability to withstand his previous violent activities.

He shouted the name out loud.

The light gray cloth blade came at the sound, wrapped around the young man's waist, and he was pulled away in an instant like a spring charged to the limit. At this moment, he was facing the monster, and Natsume Takashi could hardly see what he was Time raised the gun in his hand and pressed the trigger.

The young man's movements were too natural. His actions of raising the gun, aiming, and shooting were as if his hands were lifted due to the inertia of the master being pulled back rapidly, and the only sound of the gun could be heard——

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Three shots.

Under the thrust of three bullets, the 'furniture' with strange characters fell down along the angle calculated in the young man's mind, and the strange murmur of the liquid monster that humans could not understand was also suppressed, probably As for the effect of the words on the furniture, the monster can't 'flow' directly like it did when it drilled the door and the wall.

The effect is outstanding!

"Akutagawa is too slow! Ranpo-sama is just a little bit away! He's going to be crushed!" The young man who was pulled to a safe place by the flexible cloth blade complained, puffing his cheeks.

The girl in the light gray windbreaker covered her mouth and coughed a few times, looked at the young man calmly with pale pink eyes, and said respectfully: "I believe in Mr. Ranpo."

She paused, probably wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it because of the emerald green eyes that instantly lit up when the young man saw her.

Probably her words hit the young man's itching spot, and the young man immediately held his head up, patted his chest and said, "Well, but there is no way to do it, who made Ranpo-sama the number one detective in the world?" , is trusted! This separation is helpless, and we must protect Ranpo-sama in the future!"

"Yes." The girl's brows and eyes were slightly soft.

"Master Ranpo also believes in Akutagawa." The young man suddenly said in a soft voice, "Master Ranpo believes in the son of Long, so... you must never let go of Master Ranpo."

The two were silent for a moment, the girl tore off a strip of cloth from her windbreaker, tied one end to the young man's wrist, and the other to her hand. She didn't say much, and walked forward after doing this. place, never stay in one place for too long.

The young man took off his glasses and put them back in his pocket, his sharp but clear emerald green eyes narrowed like jewels. Although he didn't say anything, the bright and happy smile on his face already explained everything.

The previous chasing battle has been ignored by the young man, and he even hummed a happy tune. Although the cloth strips have tightly bound his wrists, the very childish young man who calls himself 'Master Ranpo' is still He firmly grasped the strip of cloth with his hand, drawing the distance between him and the girl closer.

It seems that as long as this person is around, there is nothing to be afraid of, and they will welcome the end together.

[Akutagawa... Akutagawa—where are you? ]

The scene in front of him was gradually shrouded in darkness. Suddenly, a pair of vibrant emerald green eyes appeared, facing Natsume Takashi's eyes, as if they could see through the soul and wanted to peel Natsume Takashi alive.

[Do you know where Akutagawa is? ]

Just now, the cute voice that seemed to be acting like a baby has completely lost its previous softness, and even faintly reveals a bit of madness.

[I know. ]

Those emerald green eyes seem to have gotten a satisfactory answer, and they are bent happily. At this moment, these eyes are no longer pure emerald green, they have no pupils, and what is left is like a collection of thousands of brilliance Like the iris, it is a color and composition that humans cannot understand.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!" Ever since getting acquainted with Akutagawa Takashi's son, Natsume Takashi's dreams have become strange, and he has even gotten used to breaking away from dreams like this in panic, his brain twitched The throbbing pain was terrible, and when he sat up in shock, he collapsed back limply, as if he was the one running wildly in his dream.

"It's okay." The son of Akutagawa Ryo who was sitting beside his bed said.

Only then did Natsume Takashi realize the existence of Akutagawa Ryo's son, "Sorry..."

"It's okay." Akutagawa Ryo's son lowered his eyes, "I just came to thank you."

Only then did Natsume Takashi realize that the horns on Akutagawa Ryoko's head and the tail behind his back had disappeared, and his feathered ears had turned into round ears like ordinary people, and his pupils were also round.

"Ah...has it grown?" Natsume Takashi showed a gentle smile, "Great, congratulations."

"Congratulations, the tentacles have been retracted successfully, you can breathe a sigh of relief."

The son of Ryo Akutagawa nodded his head slightly and drooped his eyes, his expression was a little happy, I don't know if it was an illusion, Natsume Takashi always felt that if the feather ears of the son of Ryo Akutagawa were still there at this time, he must have trembled happily following her words just now Shake, thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and the previously suppressed emotions caused by the nightmare disappeared.

Those beautiful "vines" are actually the tentacles of Akutagawa Ryo's son, like the tentacles of an octopus. Natsume Takashi has been afraid to think about this fact since he saw Akutagawa Ryo in the attic. The moment the son stretched out the vine-like tentacles to help Fujiwara Toko unscrew the lid of the can in the kitchen, there was no way not to associate it like this.

It's too polluting to the spirit, but it's true that it looks beautiful and beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, the tentacles are still tentacles!

Sensing Natsume Takashi's high inspiration, Akutagawa Takashi's son restrained himself even more.

"And I'm going to look for a part-time job." The son of Ryo Akutagawa continued.

"Where does Akutagawa-san plan to go to work?" Natsume Takashi said and tried to force himself to sit up, it was too impolite to talk to people while lying down like this.

Akutagawa Takashi watched Natsume Takashi struggle for a long time, and saw that he still couldn't sit up after struggling for a long time. Finally, his eyes seemed to be dead and he collapsed on the bed. The flexible cloth edge hooked Natsume Takashi's back collar, pulling him up.

"Thank you, sister Akutagawa..." Natsume Takashi couldn't laugh or cry, but he still personally felt the idea of ​​Akutagawa Takashi's son who wanted to help him but didn't want to spoil him.

"You're welcome." Akutagawa Takashi's son had a serious expression, "You're too weak, Natsume-kun, you should exercise hard, and let's learn gymnastics with you later."

She has made significant progress in close combat from her former vests 'Oda Sakunosuke' and 'Fukuzawa Yukichi', and can now teach Natsume Takashi, this child is too weak, too weak to be seen, obviously talented Such an outstanding, yet not dull person.

"Huh?" Natsume Takashi couldn't keep up with the jumping topic of Akutagawa Takashi's son.

"To protect yourself, and also to protect Tazi and Zi, become stronger." Akutagawa Ryo's son said in a deep voice, "The weak cannot survive."

Natsume Takashi remembered the dream he had earlier, remained silent for a long time, and answered.

"I plan to go to a convenience store to work first, and then go to the city to find a job with a better salary." Seeing this, the son of Akutagawa Takashi continued.

"Eh?" Natsume Takashi met the serious and cold pale pink eyes of Kami Akutagawa Takashi's son, and realized that this person was jumping off the topic, so he couldn't help laughing. The helplessness and tolerance revealed in Natsume Takashi's smile made Akutagawa Long Zhizi once again thought of Toko Fujiwara, and that woman often smiled at her in the same way.

resembles.

So that's how it is... Maybe the relationship between the boy in front of me and the Fujiwara couple is destined to be a good relationship.

Akutagawa Ryo's son doesn't hate it, but the more she realizes the tenderness and beauty of these people, the more she questions her own existence.

With such an unbearable existence, can she really continue to stay in such a beautiful place?

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Although there is still some time before Mr. Dazai's appearance, it is his birthday after all, so we specially set up a small theater to celebrate.

【Things behind the scenes】:

It was finished, Osamu Dazai took off the red scarf, it was terrible to wear like this in the hot summer.

"Thanks for your hard work, Mr. Dazai." Akutagawa Ryunosuke stepped forward and sincerely praised: "Although I know it's fake, but it's worthy of being Mr. Dazai, with such a strong appeal."

"Ah—so tired! It's over, it's over~" Dazai Osamu unceremoniously used Akutagawa Ryunosuke as a handrail, "Finally, I can stop being an anti-season warrior!"

Zhongya Zhongya took off his hat and fanned himself fiercely. On the side, as the parent of Zhongye Zhongyuan, Lan Tang handed over the fan prepared in advance. Verlaine, wearing cool clothes, smiled and watched his younger brother become a hot dog.

Atsushi Nakajima hurried to change clothes. Wearing a fur collar in this weather would kill him.

Oda Sakunosuke was deeply convinced, and handed over the iced sparkling water and said, "Shall we go to eat crab meat for the finale today?"

"My sister said that she has already bought the crab." Akutagawa Gin, who took off his suit jacket, was covered with sweat, but he didn't need to touch up his makeup anymore. The group took off their makeup and walked to Akutagawa's house.

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongye entered the door, a burst of sufficient air-conditioning rushed towards his face, which made people feel hooked.

"Wait a little longer, feel free." The son of Akutagawa Takashi, the pillar of the psychological medicine field, changed his previous workaholic nature today, and stayed at home on vacation, only to cook a sumptuous finale feast for the Wenye crew and others who finished filming today.

"Come down and help, sister." Akutagawa Ryunosuke hurried forward. At this moment, he wished that he really had a Rashomon, turned into an octopus, and took care of all the affairs of the family.

Two brothers and sisters with almost identical faces but opposite color schemes and different feelings entered the kitchen and got busy, and refused Yin, the youngest in the family, from the kitchen door.

"You are so virtuous, Ms. Akutagawa." Nakahara Nakahara was filled with emotion, envious of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's elder sister who can take care of others, and his younger sister who is caring and well-behaved. Like their mother...Of course, such words must not be heard by Lan Tang himself.

Osamu Dazai held the grape juice handed to him by Oda Sakunosuke, and listened to Ango Sakaguchi, who had no role in the if-line theater, complaining that his recent schedule would not be as easy as going to the if-line theater. Nakahara Chuya and his two brothers complained How difficult is the 'dirty' tattoo to wash off? Mori Ogai wondered if he would be able to cooperate with the actress who was exactly like the Alice he imagined growing up in the future, but was kicked by Alice and hurried to coax own daughter.

"That's great." Osamu Dazai smiled.

"Huh?" Izumi Kyoka, holding the strawberry milk given by Koyo Ozaki, looked at Osamu Dazai upon hearing the sound.

"Almost got into the drama." Osamu Dazai breathed a sigh of relief, "Almost."

Oda Sakunosuke silently rubbed Osamu Dazai's head, and said in relief, "Take a vacation and let Ms. Akutagawa counsel you on your mental state."

"Ah, that... for psychological counseling, I made an appointment first." Atsushi Nakajima weakly raised his hand, "So...that?"

Osamu Dazai nodded with a smile and said, "The relationship is good, I don't need to make an appointment."

Atsushi Nakajima: Senior Dazai, won't your conscience ache?

感谢在2021-06-1710:25:26~2021-06-1822:02:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Aory1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Aory3;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 3 for Gu Qianyi; 2 for Yulu and Zhuling;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：向FFF团致敬30瓶；三“中”全会28瓶；鄷澄、琉玖20瓶；夙钺18瓶；月见栀柒、陌一、花开半夏琉璃黛、遗失在彼岸的10瓶；猫7瓶；Aory6瓶；竹苓4瓶；miracle3瓶；藕夹1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!