Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

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

Kind Russian rice ball: Xiu Zhi, do you feel a sense of sight?

Humanoid self-propelled bandages: how can they be so boring? [I cracked.jpg]

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: The pair of lights that even the jailers can hide from them is to allow them to talk on the phone when they are forced to go to other places, not to make them bored enough to play music games!

Humanoid self-propelled bandages: How did they do it?Actually use the whole lamp as a screen, and after modifying the circuit, divide it into [-] parts so as to correspond to the piano keys? ? ?

Kind Russian rice ball: Unfortunately, there is no music, otherwise it is really interesting, we can try it next time.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: What are you trying? Why don’t you go directly to the game hall to play? You haven’t achieved the audio game dominance in the game hall here, have you?

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: After all, it will be troublesome to go out with this face.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Hmm... I still can't imagine that the devil can be so idle.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Because the days of squatting in the bureau are too boring.

Good-hearted Russian rice balls: Being watched all the time, having no one to cuddle with, being forced to abstain from desires, is too painful.

Kind Russian rice ball: And there is no bathroom in the cell, which can be understood as the entire Meursault Prison is a space-type supernatural ability, which can control the normal physiological needs of the criminals locked in it.

Kind Russian rice ball: After all, paper people don’t need to excrete such words, and they can only say them when they are in the upper world, and it doesn’t apply after coming to the same dimension.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: It's over, what should I do? [Alert.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Isn't it too miserable for me to have the ability to invalidate? !

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: a quick fix.

Well-meaning Russian Onigiri: Get it all back to square one before you need it.

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: it's almost the end.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Should I say that it is me? [Cat Probe.jpg]

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: You see, no matter how lazy I am recently, Kunikida’s mother does not dare to lose her temper. She is obviously shocked by my tragic love history. The bloody script will never go out of date!

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: So you still have such a thing as self-knowledge.

Kind Russian rice ball: To be honest, I thought I was eaten by you a long time ago.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: I have always had it. [serious face.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Fei Jia, are you ready to run a casino?

Good-hearted Russian rice ball: Compared with casinos, hotel management games are more fun, and the Cairo series are all good.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Sure enough, you want to be with the game when you are free, right?

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Besides, what are you thinking, the Skyline Casino is much more powerful than the Skyline Hotel, you can't let the little Sigma manager become the owner of the Sigma shop, right?

Kind Russian Rice Ball: It can also be a Sigma member.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Ah, are you nervous?

Kind Russian Rice Ball: ...Maybe.

Kind Russian rice ball: I have given up my obsession for a long time, but I didn’t expect to have a chance to achieve it one day, so I will inevitably feel complicated.

……

Even though there were some more episodes during this period, the follow-up of the slaying incident still developed as in the original work, without much change.

In the eyes of the members of the Armed Detective Agency, Osamu Dazai may have his own arrangements, but recently he can only live while interfering with the operation of the chip.

Faced with the merciless use of his married partner, he was not hit when he regained his sobriety, but immediately returned to his original state and arranged a follow-up battle plan.

Osamu Dazai borrowed his original apprentice from the port mafia, and formulated a plan to cooperate with Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa to go to the mouse's real stronghold in the abandoned mine to capture Pushkin, the virus-powered man.

The plan seems to be going smoothly, and the CCP virus has also been lifted.However, the real devil behind the scenes was arrested in a coffee shop after drawing on the power of the new group.

During the arrest process, he even showed his supernatural ability, and just by touching it, he took the life of a member of the supernatural special service unit.

That's what's on the surface.

On a deeper level, it may be necessary to add that the member who was killed was pretended to be Pandora's Actor, and Ango Sakaguchi, who knew some inside information, chose to keep silent about the truth.

After that, the daily life returned to calm, but for the Armed Detective Agency, the atmosphere in the agency was much weirder than before.

The reason is naturally that Osamu Dazai was shot after being deceived by the devil.

Even if the young man doesn't have too many abnormalities on the surface, whether it is his daily style or habits, he has roughly returned to his original appearance.But for the members who pay little attention to the details, those subtle little actions cannot escape their eyes.

Osamu Dazai will always pay attention to his mobile phone intentionally or unintentionally, as if he is waiting for someone to send him a letter with the intention of missing him.Originally, he was not very picky about lunch, and occasionally he would start to stare blankly in the middle of eating, and finally finished all the food in silence, chewed hastily and swallowed it whole.

The most important point is that even after the mind control was lifted, Dazai Osamu did not find a person to die for love, but chose to try various suicide methods alone.

It was as if the only person who could die for love was gone, and he had no choice but to retreat and go to death alone.

Before the communist incident happened, anyone could feel the sense of happiness overflowing from Osamu Dazai.As his companions, the members of the detective agency will naturally offer their most sincere blessings to their colleagues who have finally found their home.

Looking back now, everything at that time was too funny.

No one ever thought that the person who can make Osamu Dazai happy is the same person who pushed him into the abyss again.

The atmosphere in the room was too depressing, Osamu Dazai started to be in a daze for today again, with a sluggish look on his face, he dealt with documents at a slow pace.

In this environment, Atsushi Nakajima, who had difficulty concentrating, came to the corridor outside the house and sighed wearily.

"The current situation, what should I do?" He covered his forehead and said to himself after breathing in the fresh air.

"It's not good. It's true that Mr. Dazai has been depressed since then. It must be because he was deceived by Fyodor." A deliberately lowered male voice sounded from behind, and Junichiro Tanizaki who also sneaked out of the house fell into deep thought.

"Mr. Tanizaki?!"

The young man in casual clothes didn't hear Atsushi Nakajima's words at all, his complexion got worse and worse, and even his voice trembled, "No, it's not just feelings, the scheming existence of the devil will definitely not let go Dazai-san might even have his body plundered by the other party for the deliciousness in his mouth!"

"I know this. There have been such people in previous mission targets."

A touch of crimson suddenly appeared between the two of them, and the girl's indifferent voice sounded, saying something shocking in a calm tone.

"The mission target imprisoned a high school girl who had been missing for three years, locked her on a bed, forced her to conceive many children, and killed the unborn child with her own hands."

But in the end he died under the knife of Yasha Baixue.

Atsushi Nakajima shivered suddenly, turned his head tremblingly, and looked at the girl with a calm expression, "...Kyoka-chan?"

He knew from a long time ago that Quan Jinghua's knowledge reserve was very biased, and he had witnessed too much darkness that he could not accept, but he did not expect that there were such terrible contents.

Tanizaki Junichiro, who was also shivering, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, trying to find a suitable wording, "Ah... well, although it's a bit different, the method of Majin will only be more terrifying than that."

It is completely unimaginable what Mr. Dazai went through during that time, so that after the release of control, there are still so many sequelae.

"It must be hard to accept... The person I love deeply doesn't have the same emotions. From the beginning to the end, this is just a complete use." Naomi Tanizaki hugged her brother's arm, and there was a bit of unbearable expression between her eyebrows , "However, to this day, even the feelings I once had are false. Faced with this unbearable memory, what should I do?"

From the perspective of Osamu Dazai who manipulates memory, she speculates about the changes in the feelings of unreservedly loving the other party, and the many pains caused by these changes.

Once she put herself into this situation, the delicate girl felt chest tight.

Also substituting himself into the imagination, Tanizaki Junichiro shook his head quickly, trying to get rid of all the strange thoughts in his mind, "Naomi, stop talking, I always feel that I don't know how to face Mr. Dazai if this continues." After closing the half-arranged files on the computer, the young man in a camel-colored windbreaker completely collapsed on the table, making an unknown moaning sound.After about ten seconds, Osamu Dazai stood up with difficulty like a soft noodle, and staggered towards the outside of the detective agency.

The four whispering in the corridor immediately fell silent, hid behind the door, and watched Dazai Osamu's every move.

Kunikida Doppo was busy entering the last document in hand, when he saw the other party's behavior, he asked as usual: "It's not time to get off work yet, where do you want to go?"

"Watching the horse race." Osamu Dazai paused slightly, stopping deliberately to explain.

"Hey!"

In normal times, his answer would usually be about going to the toilet, and Kunikida Doppo's routine questioning was just because he was afraid of him disappearing into a puddle without warning.

Unexpectedly, this time, Osamu Dazai skipped work so aboveboard that he didn't even bother to pretend.

"What's the matter, Kunikida?"

Edogawa Ranpo, who put the empty soda bottle on the table and ate snacks during work, smiled and prevented the other party from chasing him, "After all, Dazai and his newly married partner have been separated for a month. , it’s normal to feel lonely, so don’t be too strict with him at this time.”

"..."

There was a sudden silence in the detective agency.

"Why do I always feel that this sentence is ambiguous." After Osamu Dazai brushed past him, Atsushi Nakajima, who was holding the door frame, complained with a subtle expression on his face.

"It's not your illusion." Junichiro Tanizaki nodded in agreement.

Unable to understand the groove of Edogawa Ranpo's words, the blond boy from the countryside looked the same as before, "Mr. Ranpo seems to be very relieved of Mr. Dazai."

Even though there are many things he can't understand recently, Miyazawa Kenji understands a little bit.No matter who is in the detective agency, they are taking care of Mr. Dazai very much recently, only Mr. Ranpo's attitude is the same as before.

Hearing this, the childish young man unwrapped a new pack of thick snacks, and replied while talking, "Because Dazai's troubled questions are different from what you guessed, and they are very boring."

"Is that right?"

"What's more, if it's so misleading, Dazai will have more time to be lazy, and he won't be afraid of being scolded."

In short, Osamu Dazai's recent abnormalities are not at all a manifestation of his emotional trauma, but because he can be lazy with peace of mind, so he just pretended to be like this.

After hearing Edogawa Ranpo's words, Kunikida Doppo, who had just held the pen, didn't check for a while, the force exerted on his fingertips was beyond the limit of the pen because of anger.

Accompanied by a cracking sound, the broken pen in two fell to the ground, and the angry young man couldn't help roaring, "Huh?! That non-burnable garbage—is it really intentional all this time?!"

I always feel that this result is not unexpected at all, after all, that person is Mr. Dazai.Atsushi Nakajima, who had such thoughts, returned to his seat with a helpless expression on his face.

Before starting to work again, he finally couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked the squinting young man at the other desk: "Mr. Ranpo, what is Mr. Dazai's troubled problem?"

Although Mr. Dazai pretended everything recently, but from Mr. Ranpo's words just now, Mr. Dazai is really troubled by some problem.

The childish young man held the fresh shellfish in his mouth, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Curious?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Secret—secret—" Aroused the other party's curiosity, but did not intend to answer, Edogawa dragged his voice in disorder, and leaned back towards the back of his seat.

"But don't worry, it won't be long before you will know."

It's about to change.

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[Miss me? 】

【Um. 】

[Is it really not possible to accommodate over there?The cubicle is already so small, can't we be locked together? 】

[It's very difficult, they won't agree. 】

[What should I do with the meal? 】

[Meursault basically detains felons with supernatural powers, and there will be no such behavior as opening the cafeteria for meals, fearing that too many supernatural powers will cause riots. 】

【Fei Jia, tell the truth, how many prisoners are there? 】

[The area I was assigned to is relatively remote, and it is the key surveillance object. There are no other people around at all, and I can only wait for you to come over. 】

[In the past, we could only meet each other, not make out...]

【I'm not interested in being watched doing this kind of thing. 】

【Oh, what a coincidence, neither do I. 】

……

The artistic desk lamp that was once given to him by Edogawa Ranpo was placed by Osamu Dazai in the corner of the tatami mat in the dormitory.

Since Fyodor was imprisoned in Meursault Prison, the two could only communicate with this thing.Type out the sentence you want to convey according to the self-made password, and the other party will translate it in real time, which is much more efficient than Morse code.

He didn't go to the racetrack immediately, but before he was formally arrested, he chatted with the other party for some information.

To Osamu Dazai's distress, the prison guards in Meursault Prison are all boring existences who don't know how to adapt.He himself didn't mind sharing a room with the demons at all, and he could save space for them, but according to Fyodor, those people were probably determined to throw him into a single room.

If you can't even pull your hands like this, what's the point of squatting!

【I'm ready to go, wait for me. 】

[Well, do you want to play cards then? 】

[Play chess, or draw bastards. 】

[For you and me, these games are too boring. 】

[I'd rather play audio games. Fei Jia, the chart you made two days ago is very interesting. The lights look like jellyfish that dance.I tried it against the scale, and it turned out to be "Katyusha". 】

【Is it fun? 】

[It's a pity I can't take it with me. 】

……

Osamu Dazai sighed, reconfirmed a piece of information entered in advance and converted it into Morse code, and put the special small lamp into the package, ready to send it out when he left.

That was an extremely important message, and it was also the last message he could leave in this world.