Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

[Private chat with "Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit"]

Kind Russian rice balls: Shuji, do you feel like a parent watching their child finally get married?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: while sad, there is also an indescribable sense of sadness. [Tuo Zong eats melon.jpg]

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Do you think this is a sign of marrying a child? This is a sign of going to the police station to find someone. [Dead Eyes.jpg]

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Even if they are not using their own body in this book, but a full-stealth game like Sword Art Online, the pain will still hurt.

Well-intentioned Russian rice ball: Then guess where you would poke in the past?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: If I stab my kidney, will it affect me a little...

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: No way, no way, really no way, you have to think about your own future, Osamu Dazai!

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Well... so it was like this when we kissed.

Kind Russian rice ball: Sure enough, you look more tender when you are not struggling. Before, it was like a scumbag asking for reunion. After being rejected, he couldn’t help kissing each other, trying to win back his lover through deep kisses... or something.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Why do you have a bigger brain than mine?

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: If you want to know what it looks like, wouldn't it be good to install a mirror in the apartment, if necessary, it is also possible on the ceiling.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Too many mirrors in the house feel like a haunted standard, and you might as well just put a few cameras on it. [Picasso.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Wow, Fei Jia, I have seen through you, and you still have this hobby!

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: Just a casual mention.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: [shivering.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I feel that I am a poor little boy now, and I can't escape the palm of Mr. Demon Man at all.In the past, they played with me until I was disabled, and threatened me with that kind of photos, but now they have gone one step further, going straight to the point of filming? !

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: Don't you want to play? [Give up thinking.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Yes.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: That's fine. [Super confident.jpg]

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: Speaking of it, it’s just a simple kiss, but does it take so long?

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Because I have no intention of letting go at all, if you have no experience, you should be able to change your breath, right?

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: Nonsense, I didn’t know how to breathe with you at first, it’s all for a better effect experience, I want to try to learn the scene in the book where you can blush when kissing, and I hold my breath on purpose.

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: you know that stuff is exaggeration.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: But the effect is really good. At that time, Fei Jia was not an old driver at all. Such a simple movement would even blush, Kekeke──

The kind Russian rice ball: Xiu Zhi, I unilaterally declare that you are dead. [Physical Crime and Punishment.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Ah, it's started over there, Osamu Dazai is out!The action is steady and ruthless!A knife stabbed Mr. Devil's... hiss...

The kind Russian rice ball: actually stabbed the kidney.

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Blood!Fedya, you have shed a lot of blood!

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Ah, it hurts, it looks really painful.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: That's not what your expression says.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Can't they get along well and stop fighting?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: enough. [Eat melon.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: But it doesn't matter, the following content cannot be resisted by them.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Come and accept the baptism of the directors!

Kind Russian rice ball: Then I feel sorry for you in advance.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Who do you feel sorry for?

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: don't ask this nonsense. [Calm down and drink tea.jpg]

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The jackknife sank deeply into Fyodor's abdomen, and while the pain spread from the wound to his limbs, another strange pain followed.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were tightly grasping his soul, the bone-piercing cold spread, and his vision became blurred.When he had no time to resist, his soul was completely torn apart.

Osamu Dazai panted, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, moist red marks appeared around his eye sockets.The jackknife attack successfully freed him from the arms of the inexplicably madman, ending this ridiculous kiss.

The mouse's vitality is very tenacious, and he is not worried that his knife will take the opponent's life.

Not to mention, they themselves are not in a position to worry about each other.Being bound together is entirely because of Pandora's Actor's personal behavior, which is a move against the two people's true wishes.

"Don't do such a boring thing, it's impossible for me to have any extra feelings for you." The boyish Osamu Dazai flicked the blood off the jackknife with a cold face, and directly clarified his words.

This kind of thing should be well known, but Fyodor changed his mind for unknown reasons, and took the initiative to do something that should have been very disgusting to each other.

He had a pained expression, and it was rare for a devil who had always put on a perfect mask to show such a human side.It seems that he is not a high-ranking god, but an ordinary living body in the world.

"Hmm..." Fyodor exhaled in pain, covering his stabbed abdomen, and even the corners of his mouth left traces of blood.Osamu Dazai didn't release the water before the attack, but bit down hard, with such force that he could bite off the opponent's tongue.

The blood soaked through the plaid pajamas that were quite homely, and soon soaked most of the clothes and pants, gathering into a pool on the cold ground.

According to this bleeding rate, I am afraid that it will not take long for this inexplicably crazy mouse to lose too much blood and die.

Under the cover of night, Osamu Dazai, who had been silent for a long time, finally realized something was wrong.The smell of blood lingering in the nostrils intensified, and even the smell from the river under the bridge could not cover it up.

He frowned, and after hesitating for a while, he still walked forward, carefully observing the situation of the demon with the faint light of the phone screen.

What caught the eye was a crimson.

"Why is there so much blood... I have avoided the vital parts." Dazai Osamu had a rare flustered expression, and he tore off the pajamas on Fyodor's abdomen, exposing a bloody wound.

During the period of the port mafia, as the existence with the highest level of torture in the organization, he naturally read the medical books of Mori Ogai, and his understanding of the division of human organs and tissues was no less than that of professionals.

The stabbing seemed terrifying, and the penetration was extremely deep, but in fact it did not hurt the internal organs, and it could only be regarded as a minor injury if judged by the judiciary.

Why is the devil bleeding so much?

He really wanted to get rid of this mouse that was destined to be against him, but he who had come to save people would definitely not be able to kill someone with his own hands like he did during the port mafia period.It's the same even if the other party is the rat who only makes enemies of the world.

No matter how confused his mood was, Osamu Dazai was very steady in his strikes.After tearing off the pajamas stuck to his body, he saw an unprecedented sight at Fyodor's wound.

"This is—"

It was ashes, and the blood-stained body was turning into ashes at an extremely slow speed.It started to spread from his wound, and after a short few tens of seconds, he could already see through the cavity created by the wound, the organs wrapped in blood in the abdominal cavity.

However, this reaction completely stopped when Dazai Osamu held Majin to lie on his lap.

It was as if the disappearance of the other party was entirely based on the hidden desire in his heart.

Osamu Dazai looked solemn, his blood-stained hand gently placed on Majin's wrist, feeling his extremely weak pulse through a thin layer of skin that was losing temperature.

It won't be possible to die in a while, and it's hard to say if it continues to drag on.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and prepared to call the emergency number.Since the setting of this world itself is too abnormal, the mouse who looks like his own age should not be an internationally wanted criminal, so it is no problem to call an ambulance.

However, the mobile phone showed that he did not insert the SIM card and could not make calls at all.

Osamu Dazai held his breath, disassembled the card slot himself, and fell into deep thought after confirming that there was nothing inside.

No, his cell phone was fine before going out.I also checked the address book myself, and Mori Ogai's mobile phone in it is exactly the same as his personal phone number as the leader in reality.And during the break at noon, he also received a sales call, and the phone has not been able to leave since then...

What kind of person could steal the phone from him in such a short period of time, and put it back intact after taking the SIM card?

The faint sound of the chain turning was masked by the sound of the gurgling water, and did not reach Dazai Osamu's ears until it was about to approach.The bright flashlight illuminates a small area of ​​the road. The patrolman who patrols on a bicycle at night finds the shadow at the edge of his field of vision, slams down the brakes, raises the flashlight and shouts loudly: "Who's there!"

"..."

Osamu Dazai, who was dazzled by the strong light, subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and kept thinking of suitable words in his heart.

To be honest, it was a bit troublesome. I could indeed walk away while the patrolman didn't see his face clearly, but Fyodor was so seriously injured, it was a question of whether he could persist until he was sent to the hospital, and he would inevitably be wanted after that.

You can't really talk about emotional disputes. The other party stepped on 48 boats while he was not paying attention.I really couldn't bear it, so I planned to teach a lesson, but I didn't expect it to lead to a tragedy...

It's also stupid.

Seeing Fyodor lying on the ground and the blood flowing from his wound, the patrolman rushed forward, and immediately contacted the police station by walkie-talkie as soon as he called for an ambulance.

"Call the headquarters, call the headquarters, this is Sasaki Inspector. I found a seriously injured young man on the river bridge near Ishikawa Town. There seems to be a crime, please help!"

"Still breathing..." The policeman squatted on one knee, carefully testing Fyodor's pulse, and did not dare to act rashly. "Persist, the ambulance will be here soon!"

Osamu Dazai, who thought he would be interrogated immediately, looked gloomy. He didn't put away the pocket knife. Anyone who saw it would immediately think it was a murderer.However, the patrolman only saw the devil in his eyes, completely treating him as air, without any signs of needing attention.

"What's going on?" Dazai Osamu murmured.

From the beginning to the end, the patrolman who patrolled at night did not see his own existence.

He obviously still held the murder weapon in his hand, and the ground around his feet was also spattered with blood, and the bridge would not be completely dark.When you look around with a flashlight in your hand, you won't miss his existence at all.

There is also a possibility of supernatural development in this situation.

The curly-haired young man dried the blood on his hands, took out his equally abnormal mobile phone, and switched to the front camera.

As expected, there is no face in the picture.

Very well, it's haunted, and I don't know how Kunikida-kun will react when he sees himself like this.

After confirming that ordinary people cannot see himself, Osamu Dazai did not relax in his actions.

He first followed the ambulance all the way to a nearby hospital and witnessed the dying mouse being sent to the operating room.Then came a mobile phone that can turn on the mobile network, taking advantage of the waiting time that made him feel irritated, and continued to explore a new round of information.

What is certain is that before he left "home", Mori Ogai also interacted with himself.

The only unusual thing after that was the arrival of the Majin.

This world is too weird, not to mention those absurd basic settings that make people laugh, but in less than a day, I changed from a living person to a ghost-like thing.Such an absurd development made Osamu Dazai vaguely feel uneasy.

Fortunately, the operation on the crazy mouse went well.

The hazy light of the sky dispelled the darkness of the night, and the dots of stars disappeared because of this, covered by the endless blue.

Putting Shunlai's mobile phone back into the drawer of its original owner, Osamu Dazai stretched.Avoiding the people walking in the corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant, he came to the hospital bed where Fyodor was, and kicked the foot of the bed without any intention of taking care of the patients.

"Don't pretend to be dead, I know you're awake."

The effect of the anesthetic did not fade, and Fyodor, who could not feel the slightest pain from the wound, slowly opened his eyes.He stared at Osamu Dazai with a displeased expression with those deep, dull purple eyes, and a very faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Is it because the breathing rate has changed? As expected of you, Dazai-kun." His voice was hoarse, his face was as pale as a dead person, but he returned to his normal tone of voice.

Compared to the crazily obsessive behavior last night, it was obvious that this behavior was more habit-forming to Osamu Dazai.

"Now can you tell me what happened, I'm at a loss here."

While munching on the pastries bought from a nearby convenience store to wrap his stomach, the boyish Osamu Dazai casually brought a stool from the next ward while there was no nurse visiting.

He sat on top with his legs crossed, his tone seemed casual, but the irritability in his heart could not be concealed, "Obviously we have ushered in death, but suddenly appeared in this inexplicable world, and we have such a disgusting relationship with Mr. Mori. If I can't get out of here again, I'm going to throw up."

If there is any way for him to go back immediately, even if he cannot meet eternal death, it would be nice to be able to return to the daily life of the detective agency.He could pay off all his debts at the Vortex Café by not buying canned crab meat for a month.

It just made him physically uncomfortable.

"Looking at your expression, something unexpected happened." Fyodor, who could only lie on the hospital bed, laughed softly, completely ignoring the pain at the base of his tongue.After witnessing Osamu Dazai's reaction, he showed an amused expression.

The boy with dark brown curly hair lowered his voice, "You seem to know something."

"Not all of them."

Even the simple movement of shaking his head was difficult to do, and the devil with a slightly haggard face raised the corners of his mouth.

"I can only say that I do have some subtle feelings for you, and I hope you can stay by my side or something."

The memory of Mikhail's immersive experience before was too strong. Even though he knew that his relationship with Osamu Dazai was difficult to ease, he still couldn't control himself being affected by this memory. emotion.

If you want to get the other party, if you want to lock the other party in the cage you forged, you can't go anywhere.

"Ha." Osamu Dazai felt the creepy breath again, shrank back unnaturally.

The devil is definitely out of his mind, to have such a terrible idea, why not let him continue to work hard to create a world without sin.

At least in this way, he can still fight it through the identity of the gamer, rather than the relationship between hunter and prey.

"This relationship belongs to Mikhail. Now we are experiencing the memories of those two people, but looking at the current situation, it seems that something went wrong."

Instead of staying on the topic that Osamu Dazai didn't want to hear, Fyodor slowly closed his eyes and briefly explained the reason why he had such feelings.

With Dazai Jun's level, I believe he will be able to understand it soon.

Remaining silent about certain issues, the curly-haired boy recalled the games he used to play for fun, shrugged and said: "So now it's like a game checkpoint, since we can still have our own thoughts, actions can also be different." Didn't suffer any restrictions, so the plot point hasn't been triggered yet..."

Since this world is the memories of those two people, then the development of the content of the incident should have been determined a long time ago. It is not like now, allowing the two people trapped here to move freely.

At least it shouldn't happen that he almost stabbed the devil to death with a knife.

It seems that some important information has been missed, or those things that I really want them to see, and it hasn't been time to start.

"You also realize that you are not an ordinary human being in this world." Fyodor, who had just been pulled back from the life-and-death line and was extremely weak, sighed slowly, unable to hide his mental state. exhausted.

"The time when I was completely unconscious was after I was sent to the ambulance. Before that, I also heard what the patrolman said." The pale Russian boy paused and murmured, "Your existence in this world is Wasn't it erased?"

This is the most reasonable explanation. He clearly remembered the picture of himself losing too much blood last night, and the blood was almost all over the ground nearby.

This scene resembles a murder scene. The police will definitely interrogate Osamu Dazai who stayed here first. The knife that was not hidden in time will be the most powerful evidence.According to the normal development, Dazai Osamu should have been squatting in the bureau.

"Yes, it should be what happened after you and I met. After that, my existence in this world was erased."

Osamu Dazai casually threw the leftover packaging bags into the nearby trash can, and patted the crumbs on his hands with a rare solemn expression.

Now his existence is very subtle, obviously no one can see it, but it is still affected by normal human physiology.

Hunger will be felt, and the pain from stomach problems will not be relieved in the slightest.It's almost like living in a completely overlapping world with no one to interact with except Fyodor.

"Mr. Mori's family never adopted me, and there is no record of me in the orphanage, let alone the school after that. No matter where I go, I can't find the existence named Osamu Dazai." He slumped on the seat In a ball, without the slightest intention to maintain their image, they clapped their fingers and pretended to count the information they detected before dawn.

Osamu Dazai was very satisfied with the fact that he was not Mori Ogai's adopted son.

"Before this timeline, Mikhail had reversed the time of the entire world many times in order to save you, or it should be called Pandora's Actor now."

Osamu Dazai's figure was slightly stiff, and he couldn't understand the time sequence here.

Pandora's Actor, shouldn't that man be his future?Or it is a complete lie, in order to confuse the public and conceal other more important things.

It was rare for the two of them to finally calm down and exchange information. Fyodor looked gloomy, recalling those long memories not long ago, which gave him a headache, "I can't remember the exact number of times, anyway, it was a very bad memory. Until Before he turned into a nightmare, he never succeeded once."

"Nightmare...so that's the name." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and successfully matched the name with the content he had found in the previous data.

After the people with supernatural powers die here, they will bring new disasters to the world again. It seems that the nightmare is their final posture.

Suddenly aware of a sense of disobedience, the expression of the young man whose clothes were not even washed off with blood suddenly froze, and an extremely terrifying thought swept over him.

"Wait a minute, don't you--" Before meeting, I personally experienced this time-reversing reincarnation...

If this is the case, it is not difficult to explain the strange behavior of the devil.

How can the memory of more than 20 years be suppressed to survive hundreds of thousands of reincarnations?Now he can still remember who he is, and he can talk to others without hindrance, which is already extremely difficult.

Fyodor, who was lying on the hospital bed, slowly shook his head, "It's not the same, but your guess is correct."

What he experienced was the memory after becoming a nightmare, but it was just a nightmare that was too real, no matter how deep the influence was, it could still be covered with a layer of tulle that was difficult to peel off as time went by.

Even so, the impact had already been made, unconsciously changing his innermost thoughts.

"This is really... too ridiculous." Realizing what the devil had gone through, Osamu Dazai sat up slightly, his tone hoarse.

"Reversing the world line so many times is impossible without a price, even the ability of a transcendent is too outrageous." He murmured, "The reason why Osamu Dazai will disappear from this world may have something to do with it. "