Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The sky was getting late, and the stars were hanging in the cloudless night sky, and under the contrast of the bright moonlight, they looked too dim and ethereal.

It is impossible for the basketball club to train uninterrupted all day long. Usually, at such a time, the members who have been tired all day in the gymnasium finally usher in a rare rest time.

Some take a rest in the nearby bathhouse, washing off the tiredness of the day in the warm water of the pool.There are also some energetic members who choose to go out for a stroll in the dark, come back before the scheduled lights-out time, and fall asleep.

Naturally, the accompanying teachers do not have to strictly abide by these schedules for members.

After receiving the email, Sakunosuke Oda said hello to the other teachers who were traveling with him, and then went to a nearby bustling street alone.Under the colorful neon lights, I found an izakaya with a picture in the email, and slowly opened the closed door.

He found Shuji Tsushima and Fyodor who had been waiting here for a long time at a low table in a corner.

The smell of alcohol filled the air, and there was a lot of noise in the small shop. This place was also a place chosen by many office workers after a day's work.There are also drunk people who tie their ties on their foreheads, hold beer glasses and discuss various topics with people at the same table, venting the pressure on their bodies.

Completely different from lupin's elegant bar, this izakaya is full of street spirit.Compared with a place suitable for the mafia to kill time after get off work, it is completely different for the masses, and there is no atmosphere of anyone who lives exclusively in the world over there.

The red-haired man put the beer glass in his hand back on the table. The cheap liquor was no match for a well-made cocktail, but he didn't care about it at all, and took up the topic with a deadpan expression, "Is it Kise?"

Not long ago, Shuji Tsushima mentioned this person without warning.

The young man nodded, and casually picked up a skewer of barbecued meat from the center of the plate, not intending to eat it, and gestured in the air like a baton, "That's right, does Oda Tsukuru know him?"

Oda Sakunosuke replied truthfully: "It can only be said that I know him in the drama, but I haven't met him in school. What's wrong with him?"

"Well...it's kind of bad to be honest."

The ex-assassin who washed his hands in the gold basin didn't know Kise Ryota very well.

Although he is currently working as a physical education teacher in Teiko, he is also in charge of basketball club related matters in the after-school club.However, a new teacher with no qualifications like himself led only the three armies who could not replace the school to participate in regular competitions.

Ryota Kise, a student who has just joined the basketball club.He was in the second army at the beginning, but he was promoted to the first army in just half a month, perfectly avoiding the range led by Oda Sakunosuke.

As for this person's understanding, Oda Sakunosuke is limited to the three animations in the system and the various original graphic novels. He has never been in contact with him in reality, so he cannot be said to know him very well.

Shuji Tsushima held a barbecue in his mouth, and explained vaguely, "He probably won't be able to practice well during this sleepover. He was supposed to set aside a day to work as a model, but an accident happened just now."

"Accident?" Oda Sakunosuke, who had just asked, picked up the wine glass again.

As if to answer his doubts, the piercing police car whistled from far to near, and quickly drove past the entrance of the izakaya, and roared away again.

The expressionless red-haired man stopped talking, apparently having understood what his friend was referring to.

Getting a police car out is never a good thing.

"The police car has come, and it will probably spread soon."

Fyodor, who was sitting silently by the side, closed his eyes slightly, covered up the noise in the izakaya, and explained in a voice that only three people could hear, "There is a dead person nearby, it is a low-level member of the black organization , This time I was here to spy on me, I didn't expect to die in that kind of place."

Oda Sakunosuke, who had a hard time completing all Conan content, was quite familiar with the organization in black, "Is it an accident?"

The pale-skinned young man of Russian descent shook his head and denied, "No, it was a homicide. It was an accident that Kise Ryota saw us at the corpse dumping scene."

He really didn't expect that this group of middle school students could make so many moths.

After hearing the strange stories, there was really someone who was so brave enough to enter that cave alone, or when there was a warning sign hanging at the entrance, I don't know whether to say he was heartless or stupid.

If it hadn't just happened to be at low tide time, there might have been one more corpse trapped in the cave.

"He was terrified, but luckily he didn't actually see the corpse, but he was exhausted during this period of time. It's better to have someone give him counseling." The young man knocked on the table meaningfully, his purple eyes Looking at Oda Sakunosuke, making his hint more obvious.

He can't control the follow-up matter of Ryota Kise, and Shuji Tsushima is the same. Only a physical education teacher who is about to formally lead the first army here has the opportunity to have too much contact with him.

If this incident becomes Kise Ryota's psychological shadow forever, maybe the title of "Generation of Miracles" may disappear completely because of the butterfly effect, which is what they don't want to see.

The curly-haired young man with a bamboo stick in his mouth suddenly made a sound, breaking the weird atmosphere between the two and continuing the conversation, "Does Odasaku think it's strange? Well, why did you insist on making an appointment to meet here?"

The red-haired man who hadn't thought about this at all was taken aback, and his eyes paused for a while on the beer glass in his hand, "Isn't it because you want to have a drink together?"

"This is also one of the reasons. Although it's not that Lupin always feels that something is missing, it's fine now."

After receiving his friend's unabashed answer, Shuji Tsushima, who somehow felt a little guilty, coughed lightly and straightened his voice, "The most important thing is that I need Odasaku's help."

"The murderer is very cunning and hides very deeply. If he doesn't take some special actions, he may not easily reveal his feet. The trouble is that we don't want the winery or the police to interfere with this matter. We can only solve it through other methods, so only Let him out first."

He played with the bamboo stick in his hand, and poked back and forth the green pepper on his plate that was specially picked out because he disliked the bad taste. He behaved like a naive child, but the words he confided sent chills down the spine of anyone who heard it.

The so-called exit, the most simple understanding is death.

Like the ultimate villain who has everything in his hands, the world is just his chess game, and nothing escapes his control.

The young man pursed his lips, with a rare expression of distress, and threw the green pepper on the plate aside in disdain, "If you hand it over to the winery, Kise-kun will be in danger. The police have full authority to deal with it." , it will definitely expose the love affair between the popular new star in the entertainment industry and the Russian youth next door, which will be a devastating blow to my career. At present, I don’t plan to arrange the plot of coming out so early, it’s not the right time.”

I have long been accustomed to the nature of my friends, and I can understand that Shuji Tsushima does not live completely under the sun.Oda Sakunosuke, who heard his speech, looked as usual, and asked slowly, "What can I help?"

Shuji Tsushima sat up straight, and the warm orange light with a gentle color fell into the depths of his eyes, "Bring out the murderer, Fei Jia's words alone are not enough, we need to stimulate the other party again."

"To put it simply, it is to make Mr. Oda a potential victim."

Seeing that the two of them went around, they couldn't get to the point. Of course, it was mainly because the bandage spirit was talking about the topic, and he was afraid that his idea of ​​killing a person would be opposed.Fyodor, who sat silent for a long time in the corner, grabbed his lover's arm and politely apologized to Oda Sakunosuke who was sitting opposite him.

"excuse me."

After all, he took advantage of the man's cover to grab the restless and crazily twisted bandage essence onto his leg.

"Hey──" Shuji Tsushima suddenly let out a strange cry, and inadvertently glanced at the other corner of the izakaya out of the corner of his eye.

There was a faint shattering sound of a wine glass falling to the ground, followed by an anxious apology from the waiter.However, for the guests sitting in the corner on the other side, it was nothing more than a small commotion that had nothing to do with them.

【House of Mille-feuille (44)】

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Wow, it was actually fished out

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Who the hell is it? Could it be that he has been following me all day long?It's terrible.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: If you restrain your expression, this sentence still has some credibility.

Another spicy curry:...

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Okay, stop!

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: I know what Odasaku you want to say, but it's really not like this, please save me some face, please!

The kind Russian rice ball: Xiu Zhi, do you still need such a thing as face?

Kind Russian rice ball: Remember to control your expression if necessary.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Shut up——

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: Although this action is really out of date, at least the effect is significant.

Another serving of spicy curry: Is that the prisoner?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: That's right, it's him.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Since I have already caught it, let me down quickly, I'm sorry Odasaku! !Didn't mean to show off in front of you! ! !

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I don't want to do this either, trust me!It's all the fault of the bastard mouse! ! !

……

Fyodor pinched his lover's soft waist, and warned in a stiff tone: "Please don't put on an excited face, I'm not interested in doing these things under the gaze of irrelevant people, and you should also control yourself a little bit." .”

"whispering sound."

Soon finding a more comfortable position in his lover's arms, Shuji Tsushima closed his eyes comfortably, looking in a good mood, and casually suggested: "Is it better for me to act like I'm forced to be reluctant? That way is closer to the model of getting along with an actor who is reluctant to be adopted and a financial backer, Fei Jia can also be more rough."

Fyodor has always ignored such bad ideas, patted him on the cheek and refused: "It's unnecessary, the other party can't see him from such a long distance."

Apparently, because of the commotion just now that was too coincidental, Oda Sakunosuke also noticed a certain discordant factor hidden in this izakaya.

He slightly adjusted the direction of his wine glass, observed the scene behind him through the reflection, and asked in a firm tone, "Are you Dazai's admirer?"

Can you be angry because of Fyodor's behavior that is so common among lovers? Even if you are in such a far away place, you can clearly feel the malice that is constantly spreading from the other corner. Besides this answer There is no other possibility.

It's not like this hasn't happened before.

It's just that Shuji Tsushima was still a cadre of the port mafia at that time, and his status was so high that ordinary people could hardly reach it, so that some of the feelings of such people could only be pent up in their hearts.

After all, there are too many elements of Osamu Dazai's characters in the script, which almost interprets the tragedy of the beauty and strength to the extreme.Coupled with the fact that someone deliberately showed a vulnerability that did not fit his identity during the acting, people who accidentally saw this scene would inevitably have some thoughts different from ordinary people.

It's just that if this kind of thinking is discovered by adults, the consequences will not be very good.

It seems that Fyodor complained at the time, asking if he should simply order a tear mole cos male version of Tomie, Shuji Tsushima restrained himself a little.

Facing Sakunosuke Oda's speculation, Fyodor, who had achieved his goal, put his lover under the armpit with both hands, and ruthlessly put him back on the seat on the other side, refusing to continue to provide seat service in public.

His expression was a little cold, obviously dissatisfied with the fact that someone coveted his lover, he nodded and replied: "That's right, the very sick kind, maybe there is some mental problem in the first place."

Feeling that he was just a pure tool man just now, Shuji Tsushima picked up a skewer of barbecue again in a rage, tore it viciously, and retorted in an overly yin and yang tone: "Then I am so honored."

Fyodor freed up a hand and patted his lover's head, meaning to tell him not to continue messing around, and continued to explain the plan to Oda Sakunosuke, "As long as Shuji shows that Mr. Oda is important to him, then That's enough."

In fact, Sakunosuke Oda's side is just a controlled experiment, and it is not yet possible to judge whether it is really dangerous.

What they need to know is how crazy the murderer is.Is he desperate to destroy any "sinner" who will cause harm to the person he loves, or all those who have too intimate behaviors with Shuji Tsushima.

If it is the former, then only Fyodor will be his target. If it is the latter, even Sakunosuke Oda will be included in the assassination list.

"The dead winery employee was actually accidentally injured. The person he was really monitoring was Raskolnikov. However, in the eyes of the murderer, he became a similar person who got in his way. Monitoring Patus' behavior, It became to monitor my every move. Because I have been with Fei Jia during that time, if the distance is too far, it will be difficult for him to distinguish the target."

Shuji Tsushima shrugged, his expression full of boredom.

Just like the attribute of being sick and delicate, it will be a very common setting in various works, and it has been used badly in anime.However, to really bring it into reality, the farther you have to run when you meet this kind of person, the better.

After he separated from Fyodor, the member of the winery mistakenly thought that he had grasped a very important clue, and followed something passed to me by Patus and chose to follow Shuji Tsushima, which made the murderer even more convinced own guesswork.

Surveillance, stalking, and all kinds of coincidences superimposed, resulting in the death of the unlucky winery employee at the hands of irrelevant people.

Shuji Tsushima let out a long sigh, and collapsed on the table like a deflated ball, "You know the consequences, that's what happened."

"Trouble." Fyodor on the side glanced at him blankly, with a firm tone.

Shuji Tsushima screamed and slammed the table, "Wow, don't think I can't hear you scolding me, is it my fault for being good-looking!"

"Hurry up, solve it before you start working. Since the police have already intervened first, the organization will have some scruples and will not easily interfere too much."

The young man completely ignored his lover's uproar, and refilled a glass of wine for himself with a completely ignorant attitude.

According to the habit of the two, Shuji Tsushima's actions are just superficial illusions, and by the way, they can continue fishing in this way to see what the murderer will choose.

The rest is very simple, if the murderer is exposed to the police as soon as possible, the incident will come to an end.

Just as a corpse.