Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Although he hired Sakunosuke Oda to assassinate him, Pandora's Actor is the only administrator account left in the world after all, and ordinary people's attacks can't even break his defense.Even if Oda Sakunosuke has a 100% success rate in accepting assassination missions, no matter how skilled his skills are, he is still helpless in the face of a target that cannot die.

This is an impossible task.

Under the threat of the man who could blow everything up at any time, Oda Sakunosuke still accepted this weird commission. After all, although this man named Pandora behaved weirdly, he paid the commission fee very readily.But after he agreed, the one-month continuous assassination, which was originally planned, finally successfully changed its nature under Shuji Tsushima's persistent and crazy harassment and the temptation of spicy curry.

One-on-one teaching between a professional killer and his apprentice.

With Pandora's identity, he can't call the other party Oda Saku, so he succeeded in calling himself Oda Sakunosuke halfway through as an apprentice, and started calling Oda Sakunosuke "Master" every day.

Shuji Tsushima was rare and serious during this period. He changed his usual loose style and held his small water gun every day to try to get at this too-young man, but he was always taught by the experienced Oda Saku who shot at tricky angles. .

It's different from [Penalty], which adds some magic attack to the gm account, pursues the ultimate destructive power, and has rotten aptitude in physical skills.The Pandora's Actor account was originally set up as a purely auxiliary ability. Shuji Tsushima had to strengthen his own force value if he wanted to use it fully. The superficial knowledge he had joined the club in college was not enough.

According to Fei Jia's standard, it is to make him match the strength of Xiao Meiyan, the prototype of the "retrograde" ability. At least he must be able to perfectly predict the path of the enemy's bullet, and then shoot to intercept the bullet to be considered a pass.

This kind of request seems to be unreasonable, purely deliberately making things difficult.But in fact, with Pandora's Actor's physical fitness and Shuji Kami Tsushima's brain that is not in the same dimension as normal people, it only takes a few years of precipitation to achieve this.

It is a pity that the one-month devil training can only allow Shuji Tsushima to firmly engrave Odasaku's coping methods on various occasions in his mind.Until the last day, the seemingly simple wish of Oda Sakunosuke to face water was not fulfilled.

The young Sakunosuke Oda couldn't understand why a person with huge power would be interested in becoming a killer.But after all, this is the employer's privacy, and with his personality, he will not go to the bottom of it.

It has to be admitted that Pandora's Actor will be comparable in strength to him in the near future.

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"How?" Fyodor sat on the high stool behind the bar, constantly stirring the black tea in his hand, allowing the jam with distinct grains to fully blend with the tea.

Compared with the adult version of the gm account, Ontology's youth makes him more inconvenient in life.For example, now, the hanging feet can't touch the ground, they can only shake freely.

"Hmm...less than half." Shuji Tsushima answered the other party's unclear question in a way that only the two of them could understand, showing a rather embarrassed look.He was playing with an unloaded pistol in his hand, casually took the steaming teacup handed to him, and accepted Fyodor's daily feeding as usual, "The specifics really depend on practice."

This was the second day after Oda Sakunosuke left, and the young red-haired killer soon received a new commission with normal content.There, he is about to get a novel that will completely change the trajectory of his life.

Since then, there is no killer "Oda", only a person who dreams of becoming a novelist.

Taking off the mask that never leaves Pandora, Shuji Tsushima reveals a young face fixed at the age of 22.He took a sip of the warm drink, and then his movements froze, his disgust evident.

"Fei Jia..."

Fyodor didn't raise his head, and responded casually, "Yes."

"So why do you mix black tea with wine when I use the main body, and hot milk with sugar added when I use Pandora?" He raised his head subtly, with a milk mustache around his mouth, as if he was about to coax a child Put the tea cup filled with warm milk back on the bar.

Shuji Tsushima closed his eyes, his nostrils fluttered slightly, and he smelled a little fruity fragrance in the tangy milk smell.He stared intently at his friend across the table. There were still many drops of condensed water hanging on the wall of the teacup in the other's hand. Crystal clear ice cubes made of a few pieces of distilled water were sinking and floating in it. The fragrance of tea The fruity aroma is intertwined and looks very attractive.

"Wait, don't you make fruit tea?"

Ignoring the friend's questioning, Fyodor drank the iced fruit tea in one gulp under the scum-like eyes of the other party.

The deep bell announcing the hour rang, and he cleaned the teacup casually. The gm account [Punishment] came out of the body and gradually condensed into a solid body.Fyodor stretched out his hand skillfully to open a door in the void, and stepped half a foot in, "Then I'll go over and prepare first, Xiuji, you can start in a while."

"Listen to me!" Shuji Tsushima, who was ignored, patted the table in dissatisfaction.

Fyodor stopped for a while, and watched the main body that had entered the on-hook state gradually move to the bed, and lay down next to the main body of Shuji Tsushima, who had lost his breathing and heartbeat after logging off the line.

"By the way, Poirot's coffee shop will officially open tomorrow, do you want to have a drink before that?" He suddenly proposed.

Xiu Zhi was looking back at him with his head tilted.

"As another boss."

-

It was dark for a while.

Shuji Tsushima covered his mouth violently, resisting the nauseating feeling of burning his throat with sour gastric juice, and resting his forehead on the desk covered with pages of battle plans, waiting for the dizziness accompanied by vomiting to pass.

If this is the side effect of crossing the world barrier, then it is not difficult to understand Fei Jia's pale, half-dead appearance every time he comes back.

There was a sense of oppression from the left eye being tightly bound by a bandage, and a smear of red fabric hanging from the neck could be vaguely seen in the still blurred vision.He could clearly feel the fatigue of this body, the swelling pain accompanied by the tingling pain at the temple from time to time clinging tightly to the skull, and the endless cramping from the stomach, indicating that the owner of the body has not recovered for a long time It's delicious.

Shuji Tsushima can be sure that his body at that time was definitely much healthier than his current body.

After all, he and Fyodor hadn't graduated from high school at that time, and they lived in the same dormitory.Although they are not aware of their own body types, they have more or less developed healthy living habits out of a mentality of not knowing whether to take care of each other or persecute each other.

However, the current situation is also no wonder the Dazai Osamu of this world.

"Too... the leader!"

An anxious voice sounded, noticing Dazai Osamu's unconscious movements, the owner of the voice subconsciously called him by name, then suddenly thought of something, and urgently changed his words.

It was the voice of Kisho Taniyama, that is to say... Chuya Nakahara, who was the head of Mafia at the port.

Shuji Tsushima waved his hand with difficulty to indicate that he was fine, and rubbed his temples to relieve his headache.He leaned back in his chair and unfolded the envelope that was placed between the plans.

The house was pitch black, and since the former leader Mori Ogai died in the battle with Mimic, and the cadre Osamu Dazai urgently replaced the leader, the few windows overlooking Yokohama have not been opened again.

The owner of the body seems to have long been used to the darkness, and can see things in the room without hindrance.He looked at this piece of paper that was enough for the port mafia to sacrifice a lot of people, and his exposed right eye was dim.

Ability business license.

Although the text and appearance are different, it is essentially the same as the one he bought for "Meles" back then.

He tossed the permit back on the table as if it were nothing more than an inconsequence.

In fact, this hard-won certificate with the blood of countless people behind it has no special significance to Shuji Tsushima.Only Ogai Mori, who was tied to the position of leader, and Osamu Dazai, who had carefully planned to protect something for a long time, needed it.

As the leader, Osamu Dazai has completed the transaction with the Supernatural Secret Service, and the other party has paid in advance. Now it is time for the port mafia to complete their obligations.

Destroying Mimic without the help of Oda Sakuno... It is really too embarrassing for him.

"Notice, there is no need to prepare." He twirled his fingertips around the soft hair hanging by his ear, roughly estimating the progress of the battle against Mimic, and then stopped the plan that had completed the pre-preparation.

Central Plains, who was always guarding by his side, also showed an expression of disbelief, unable to believe that such irresponsible words came from Osamu Dazai.

After all... Ever since this mackerel changed the bandage around one eye one day, the side that rarely smiled sincerely disappeared completely, replaced by a determination that seemed to move forward firmly on the edge of the abyss.

Although he still often takes pleasure in angering himself, it's more like a habitual behavior, to cover up something that he doesn't want others to notice.

He could still tell the difference.

"Hey Dazai, what the hell are you thinking?!" He took a deep breath, trying his best to suppress the anger that was about to burst out, "The leader just passed away, and the people inside the organization are unstable, so you give up fighting against Mimic at this time—"

"..."

Seeing that Osamu Dazai didn't respond, Nakahara was silent for a while, and looked straight into the man's empty kite-colored eyes.In the end, he just lowered his voice, and didn't act directly like he was irritated in the past.

He tightly grabbed the collar of the man with a meaningless expression in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked the last half of the sentence: "Are you planning to destroy the port mafia!"

Shuji Tsushima didn't mind Chuya Nakahara's behavior, after all, he was not the leader.Now the port mafia is in a worrisome situation, even if it takes one wrong step, it will lead to a land of doom, which is unbearable for Zhong Ye who has long regarded this place as his home.

"The chess pieces are already in place." He took back the collar that had been pulled up, and smoothed out the newly added folds slowly.

At some point, the solemn atmosphere lingering around Osamu Dazai dissipated, as if he wasn't the one who forced himself to perfect the battle plan these days in order to deal with those gray ghosts.

"Mimic, someone will fix it."