At the end of his vague consciousness, what did he see in front of his eyes?

The handsome god with pitch-black six wings stood beside him, the dazzling surgical light was cut in half, cool shadows fell from above, the strange language was like a clear spring, flowing through his wounds, and his burning body was like I fell into a cage woven with beautiful dreams, as light as the sea foam raised by the tail of a little mermaid.

so gentle...

When I woke up, it was already the next morning.

"Brother, are you awake?! That's great!!!"

The younger sister obviously didn't sleep at a glance, so she stood by his bed.This child, who was extremely afraid of the fact that his brother died, seemed to be relieved of a weight of [-] catties, and was almost incoherent in joy.

The body was still quite weak after the anesthesia had dissipated, and before he had time to think about what such a hideous burn would bring to his future self, the young man just smiled, and the next second, he heard what his sister couldn't wait for, enough to make him cry. Body shocked to stiff words.

"Brother, do you know that it was God who saved you!"

"He begged the doctor in the clinic, and then used magic to change you back to your original appearance!"

The shining mirror was handed to his eyes, the boy's eyes were obviously still subconsciously avoiding him, but he was caught off guard, and the same appearance as before came into his eyes from the mirror.

The boy froze suddenly.

Everything seen in the dream is real?

It turned out that what I saw yesterday was not a hallucination, let alone a dream, but what actually happened—the fact that I was rescued by a god.

The boy who had just passed general anesthesia had such a hoarse voice; "I...I saw it."

A god with different eyes with long gray-blue hair, sutures on his face that are different from ordinary people, and three pairs of black wings behind him, would shed tears for an ant like him struggling to survive in the quagmire?

Big tears slid down the cheeks, and fell silently into the snow-white pillow.

It turned out that he was not an outcast.

It turned out that besides his younger sister, there are still people in this world who treat him tenderly and hope that he can live a good life.

The nameless boy clenched his hand under the quilt tightly.

The astrolabe of fate began to spin rapidly.

No one knows except God, at this moment, the original world line was disturbed by a brand new variable, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, flying to the more distant sea of ​​stars.

·

Fortunately, the high temperature in summer did not continue, and I could live without air conditioning.

But in the seaside city of Yokohama, the cooling means a new round of wind and rain.

This may not be a good thing for the residents of Leibo Street.

Moisture represents the growth of bacteria;

The change of seasons brings the signal of winter and more deaths.

"Be alert, there is an ambush outside."

Standing at the door of the clinic, Osamu Dazai covered his right eye covered by a white bandage with one hand, and reported indifferently: "The enemies are mainly distributed outside the clinic. The chariot, with its apostles, has come from far away, and has been waiting for us for a long time."

Maybe it’s because it’s really confusing, or it’s fun, or maybe it’s about to reach the age of Secondary School. The 13-year-old Dazai Osamu has tried Secondary School because of his upper body, and he suddenly found that Secondary School is real. wonderful.

You can pretend to be stupid, you can confuse the enemy, and you can brag, it can't be more amazing!

But if you like it, you like it. Whether Dazai Osamu is really a loyal believer of the goddess of the second generation remains to be verified.

Mori Ogai clipped the newly taken CT images one by one, and there were two unfilled medical records scattered on the desk. Going up is full of the atmosphere of social animals.

"It is raining heavily outside. The drainage system of Leibo Street is not very good. The accumulated water flows directly into the central area of ​​Leibo Street. It is rainy and slippery. We recommend not to go out."

He unscrewed the cap of the pen and tested the water on the scratch paper aside.

The writing is smooth and feels good.

"However, the Black Wings are still fighting outside."

Osamu Dazai turned around, and although his expression remained unchanged, his voice rose unnaturally, as if he was anxious to confirm the safety of his companions: "The apostles of the rain have launched an attack on the opposite base, and my companions are likely to be attacked from outside the window." Sudden attack!"

"It's okay, I borrowed his bucket and mop, even if the rain splashes into the window, it can be cleaned quickly."

Mori Ogai looked at the CT film and sighed: "Ah... this is really distressing. Can't everyone avoid the lungs during the gunfight? In the end, I have to bear all the troubles alone. It's too much."

Just fucking outrageous.

For the sake of diamonds, what kind of rain, snow and wind and frost made Mori Ogai become a tenth-level expert in Chinese and second language majors in just five days.

Even subconsciously correcting the stitcher's German pronunciation, and the setting of "fighting together to save lives", he was directly drawn into the companion camp by the other party on his own initiative.

Everyone in Mori Ogai was numb.

He's getting old, even in his 30s, and he is being chased and asked what his title is... what title, his name is Mori Ogai!

What's even more frightening is that he almost told VitaSexualis because he was tortured to the point of collapse.

This suture man is really poisonous!

Although Mori Ogai knew that he was actually called Black Wing, but except when he had to say it, he would rather call him the stitcher in his heart.

This is his last spiritual pure land!Go away, you bloody chuunibha!

He will never let his voice be polluted!

Thank you for your invitation, I am in Yokohama, and I am ready to publish "How Parents Should Face Second-Phase Children: From Getting Out of the Fairy Castle to Staying Calm".

"But--"

Osamu Dazai wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a "squeak" from the door.

Accompanied by the handsome young man's entrance, a scene like a strange appearance appeared.

The young man with gray-blue hair has a mop in his left hand and a plastic bucket containing rags and cleaning supplies in his right hand. He looks like he just finished cleaning in the rain, and there are one, two, or three white tentacles growing on the back of his neck. a large bag and a courier box.

It can be called the best use of everything.

Ever since he suddenly became enlightened that day and learned the correct way to use Wuwei Transformation, Kai Teng Shun has completely let himself go, often experimenting with himself and making some strange shapes.

And with the transformation of the shape, there is actually a supporting plot!

This is fucking outrageous!

Everyone is used to this kind of scene, and apart from Osamu Dazai who was wondering about it, Mori Ogai didn't even raise his head.

An uncle in his 30s, who actually oppresses minors without any guilt, and uses a coquettish tone, he really deserves to be the future Hong Kong gangster, with a thick skin: "Evil King Zhenyan, I also count on you for dinner~ "

Dazai Osamu: "..."

Usually this means he agrees.

After all, you still need to use the air conditioner, eat, drink, and wear bandages. In Dazai Osamu's view, this is nothing more than an equivalent transaction.

As the saying goes, you can even catch Zai Zhi on the shelves.After unlocking the ability to cook instant noodles, Osamu Dazai learned the ability to make various Japanese dishes through the morning radio.

It's like a young genius chef reserve!

And all of this is because the only two adults in the clinic are cooking waste who only know how to make instant noodles.

"I came back so quickly today."

"Yeah, I don't know what's going on. I just went to clean it today, and I found that the small dilapidated building was cleaned completely. It's much better than I cleaned it!"

Hai Teng sighed instantly, and the tentacles on the back handed over the plastic bag: "It's almost like a girl with snails, how strange."

Osamu Dazai was just about to take the plastic bag, but he didn't expect the white tentacles to extend, and he turned all the way to the kitchen——

When he saw it, his iris eyes instantly widened in horror.

His spell control is not precise enough, and it is easy to lose control if he is far away, and the bag will drop!

Sure enough, the sound of heavy plastic bags falling came from the kitchen.

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The handsome black-haired boy suddenly bent down, covered his eyes, and made a gesture of extreme pain: "Ah! My eyes! The power is out of control again!"

Hai Teng took a quick look and was considerate: "Then let me cook today."

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes.

He immediately said as if nothing had happened: "It seems that Xie Wang's true eyes have returned to normal, and I'm fine."

Thank you for the invitation, I live in Yokohama, although I don't want to commit suicide all the time, but I don't want to be poisoned to death by glowing dishes.

·

Xia Youjie looked at the new task email in his phone again.

【Mission Summary:】

1. Identify missing persons and abnormal deaths in the village.

2. Exorcising the curse spirit of the cause of the event.

"The tasks from ordinary people should be causing a lot of trouble."

He muttered to himself, and then he didn't know what was going on, and suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"Hmph, be careful I'll curse you to death."

"..."

After finishing speaking, Xia Youjie subconsciously looked around, as if he was afraid of being seen.

Fortunately, there was no one in the empty tram station except him.

I won't die, but it's okay.

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