Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

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

Kind Russian rice balls: Xiu Zhi.

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: Let's count how many of your requirements do not meet Kunikida Doppo's ideal female requirements.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: There is no need to count such things.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: After all, if it is me in the script, every one can meet the standard! [cover face.jpg]

Well-meaning Russian Rice Balls: Are You Honored?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: No, in fact, gender alone is enough to pass all of them.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage master: Fei Jia, you are the one. I also said in the past that you only have a few inconsistencies.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: There is no guarantee that you will not drink alcohol, and you will basically not bring an umbrella when you go out. Of course, the most important thing is that your gender is wrong.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage: Other than that, it can satisfy you more or less.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I haven't complained yet, what are you complaining about? [hum.jpg]

Kind Russian Rice Ball: Thank you so much.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: After all, Kunikida-kun is always so angry with me that he breaks his pen. Several of his ideal female standards are aimed at me, and he obviously suffers from it.

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: To be precise, it is aimed at the entire detective agency. Obviously, it has been harmed more than once or twice.

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: Of course you are the most of them.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: So Fei Jia, don't worry, we have no possibility at all!

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: I am worried about it is the second, the point is what you think in the script.

Kind Russian Rice Ball: In a sense, Osamu Dazai in the script is completely opposite to the real you.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: That's all.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: I am a poor little white flower, I love life, and I will never give in to the evil forces, but I was devastated by the storm and became a flower that can only bloom in an exquisite cage── ─

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: ...

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I'm sorry, it's so disgusting that I can't continue.

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: let’s say you are a little self-aware.

Good-hearted Russian rice balls: In terms of setting, Pandora is only one step away from crushing your consciousness crystallization, and after regaining consciousness, you forget all the irrelevant content in your subconscious.

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: Although it is possible to recover slowly, it is not a short-term thing.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Ah, now I am completely useless to the Supernatural Secret Service Division.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: I have completely forgotten the information about so many reincarnations. I can barely remember some of them through your reminders, but I can't recall their real appearance.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: I can't even provide information, I only remember my little Fei Jia and those things that are so terrible that I can't forget them.

Kind Russian Rice Ball: You seem to be very happy.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: how come.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: A pitiful little person like me, but because of the situation that I can't resist, I am scared and tremble all day long.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: [cover your face shyly.jpg]

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: my fault.

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: I should have remembered earlier, you are a Mizai push.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Because this pair pokes me the most!

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Two people, almost satisfying all my fantasies, poor little ones who replace each other's meals.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage essence: How about letting them get together, Fei Jia, how about your round collar lunch?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Don't come out again, give everything to Mikhail!

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: Dismissed.

Good Russian rice ball: I prefer pure love.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Huh.

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: Besides, have you forgotten the original Fyodor?

Kind Russian Fantuan: With him here, the situation will only become more complicated. Don’t let me write so many scripts before and give me a bad ending.

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Osamu Dazai appeared in front of Kunikida Doppo again.

He was still dressed in the white dress, the knitted shawl couldn't cover the bandage wrapped around his neck, his complexion revealed a morbid paleness, and he was so fragile that he might faint at any time.

He slowly raised his head, controlled the wheelchair he had repaired last time, and came to the young man, showing a shy and gentle smile, "Mr. Kunikida, we meet again."

"I often see you here recently." Kunikida Doppo, who was walking after dinner according to the schedule, stopped and greeted the other party familiarly.

Since the first meeting, the two have met in a small park nearby from time to time.Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's a tacit understanding. After going back and forth, the two young people who were already about the same age gradually became acquainted, and their relationship became closer, as if the initial embarrassment never existed.

The young man put his hands on his knees, his eyes were dark, and he smiled bitterly: "As you can see, my legs and feet are not very convenient, and I can't go too far alone, so I can only choose a suitable place nearby to enjoy the sea breeze. .”

"I forgot to introduce myself before. I was studying at the Faculty of Medicine at the University of Tokyo, but because of a sudden accident, I am still on a break from school. I plan to go back when my health improves."

It seems that because of the current identity, it is not easy to introduce, and the young man has been hiding the occupation until the two of them get acquainted. "Now I am an idler, and I can only be a burden at home."

"Miss Miyano."

Kunikida Doppo didn't care about these contents. Compared with the harmonious atmosphere of the previous meeting, the expression on the man's face hidden under the reflective glasses was particularly serious.

He took out his notebook and entered the working state during off-duty hours. In the breeze, he let the topic return to what he cared about, "Can you talk to me in more detail about the memories you mentioned earlier?"

Osamu Dazai looked puzzled.

"Those memories?"

The other party nodded, "Yes, I want to know the details."

In the past few meetings, considering Kunikida Doppo's career, he has already told everything he knows.Now let him repeat, Dazai Osamu didn't know why it was necessary to do so.

The young man fell silent for a while, his fingertips hooking the ends of the wig hanging from both sides of his cheeks, as if he was trying to organize his words.

"Mr. Kunikida, you always have that notebook with you."

Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the booklet with the word "ideal" written on the cover in the opponent's hand, his eyes were half closed, and he sighed slowly.

"Ideal...you and my lover are very similar to some extent, they are all people who are constantly chasing ideals in the quagmire of this world."

Although from a normal person's point of view, it is disrespectful to Kunikida Doppo to confuse the two, but the two people's pursuit of ideals is essentially the same.

It's just that the devil has completely abandoned morality and is completely crazy.

As soon as the other party's voice fell, Kunikida's expression froze visible to the naked eye, and at that moment, something unknown seemed to be broken.

He tremblingly stretched out a finger, his tone was erratic, and he repeated with difficulty: "Lover?"

After getting along for many days, it was rare for him to feel that Miyano Haruko, who was almost perfect for an ideal woman, already had a partner?

"It's just similar, but the fundamental thing is completely different." As if he didn't notice Kunikida Doppo's abnormality at all, Osamu Dazai shook his head hastily, denying his previous statement.

"Mr. Kunikida is a member of the Armed Detective Agency, so your code of conduct should also stick to the side of justice. This is very difficult and great, and I admire it."

"Not everyone can bear the weight of life, and not everyone can firmly believe that their path is absolutely correct. The so-called ideal may be a sign of life, or it may be a poison. If you know that your ideal will always be If it cannot be realized, if we take the wrong path, the consequences will be unimaginable.”

He behaved like someone who has experienced it, as if he had witnessed the end of a person who was burned by his own ideals, his eyes did not meet with Kunikida Doppo the whole time, and he slowly clenched the hem of his skirt.

"Just like him... Maybe it's just my senses mixed with too many personal feelings. I can't remember many things clearly, but I still remember the heartache when that person stood against me."

Even if he just learned that the woman he likes has a lover, Doppo Kunikida, who started working, quickly returned to normal, capturing the key points in Osamu Dazai's words.The man frowned, and when he heard the content he had never known before, he asked, "Did you never have these memories?"

Before that, he originally thought that Miyano Zhizi's lost memory was related to the Armed Detective Agency, and the direction of the investigation was also the same, but the latest news revealed by the other party pointed to another possibility.

"I don't know." Osamu Dazai was silent for a while, and replied after careful consideration.

"Maybe it was something I had originally, but since I woke up, I can't remember many things."

"I just vaguely feel that I don't blame him. Because that person had no memory at the time. As long as he can remember the past, everything will return to the original."

Those iris-colored eyes were only blank, and then filled with complex emotions such as unwillingness, "But he still left, leaving me alone."

"During that period, Mr. Kunikida and I should have a trustworthy relationship, and we knew you very well, and often played tricks on you." The young man took a deep breath, recalling these contents as if shrouded in fog, still It made him feel uncomfortable, "I'm really sorry, I can't remember these things clearly, and I can't even tell whether they really existed."

Kunikida Doppo, who was silent, pushed his glasses. Even though Osamu Dazai's words were so confusing that it was difficult to catch the point, he still guessed some kind of possibility.

"I'm sorry to ask, has Miss Miyano's lover passed away? Or is there some other abnormality?"

According to the other party, it seems that Miss Miyano's misfortune revolved around her unknown lover.Since she has the impression that she shouldn't exist, then this part of the content is likely to be erased after the other lover's accident.

Like so many people around the world who just vanished into thin air.

Recalling what Sigma revealed at that time, the man's expression became more serious.

Two worlds with almost the same background merge, and the total population will not change. In this way, half of the people in each of the two worlds will disappear without knowing it.The memory of those who stay behind will also be gradually covered. As time goes by, no one will find out when the strangeness happened.

And this process, today they can't stop it at all.

Unless the culprit behind all this is found.

Hearing Kunikida Doppo's question, Osamu Dazai raised his head in a daze, not understanding what the other person meant, "What do you mean by other abnormalities?"

The man with glasses cleared his throat and replied, "Only Miyano-san remembers the other party's existence or something."

In fact, this part of the information should not have been shared with the general public, but Miyano Zhiko, who is very likely to be involved in the center of the incident, is an exception.

He pursed his lips tightly, and his breathing suddenly became heavier. He tried his best to suppress the anger and despair that spread from the depths of his heart, and replied softly, "He was killed."

"Didn't it disappear?" Kunikida Doppo paused while he was busy recording.

Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his head, his expression was so complex that it was hard to tell what his real emotions were, staring at Kunikida Doppo in front of him for a long time, and let out a heavy breath.

"Don't ask any more questions, Mr. Kunikida. Even if you are a member of the Armed Detective Agency, there is no benefit in continuing to ask. There are some things I don't plan to think about. It's fine now, and I don't want to continue to get to the bottom of it."

He didn't want to wake up from the dream.

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The setting sun has been swallowed up by the horizon, the crimson that greeted the eyes has disappeared, and the dark sky has replaced the clarity of the day.As night fell, the streets and alleys were full of feasting and feasting, and the bustling crowds crowded the streets, which made it even more difficult for Osamu Dazai, who had not changed his actions, to rush back to his residence in time.

Not long after the two parted, a Russian man in casual clothes appeared behind Osamu Dazai who was sitting in a wheelchair.

After changing out of the devil's common attire, he looks like an ordinary young man at home, without any frivolous intentions, and his clothes are also a little ordinary, but he is much more mature than any of his peers.

Without the velvet cloak and white felt hat as symbols, it would be difficult to identify him at a glance in the crowd, but Osamu Dazai could know the arrival of the other party based on his sudden heartbeat.

The slightly cold fingertips of the visitor caressed his cheek from behind, tossed and lingered for a while, and then left when Osamu Dazai, who was so nervous that he was holding his breath, was about to be unable to hold on, and put his shoulder on his shoulder silently.

"Why did you suddenly come out alone?"

Fyodor's voice sounded from the side of his ears, and his warm breath fell on the exposed auricles, making the young man with a big wavy wig tightly clenched his palms, forcibly holding back the trembling that was about to be exposed.

Osamu Dazai took a deep breath, tried his best to restore his expression to normal, and showed a gentle and shallow smile as usual, "It's a bit boring at home, and it's boring."

He can't be afraid, and he can't investigate everything carefully. As long as certain things haven't been completely exposed, then this warm daily life that floats on the surface can continue to be maintained.

It was not his Fyodor who had narrowly escaped death that day.

After regaining consciousness, the moment he saw his "lover", every cell in his body screamed for danger, telling him to run away quickly.

However, Osamu Dazai's mental state was not good at that time, and the crystals storing consciousness were damaged by external forces, which caused some problems with his memory.Seeing Fyodor's face, under the mixed feeling of dependence and fear, Osamu Dazai entered the state of acting on instinct again for a long time.

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune. After waking up, Osamu Dazai couldn't remember what happened within a year of being taken away. He only knew that he had a child.Even if the heart is full of resistance, it is impossible to deny the established facts.

He is afraid of Fyodor's approach, but at the same time he can get a great sense of security under his care.Over time, the consciousness returned to normal really slowly, and even those lost memories were gradually deduced by themselves.

What's more, because of the uninterrupted appeasement during this year, Osamu Dazai vaguely spied something from his "lover".

It was perfectly normal for him to feel afraid. The person who replaced his lover was Mikhail who should have died long ago.

And in the hundreds of reincarnations in the past, each time, I was sent to Mikhail by Pandora as a container for temporarily storing the original power, to maintain the existence of the other party.After everything was over, their memories were erased.

And the reincarnation that made him fall into despair was also carefully arranged by Pandora.Destroy his will in this disgusting way, and then reshape his soul, and so on, until he, as a container, reaches his due tolerance.

After killing Fyodor, part of the origin [demons] that Pandora originally planned to hand over to the other party disappeared without a trace.If it is precisely because of this part of the power that the supposedly dead Mikhail wakes up again, after occupying Fyodor's body, is it possible for him to learn all the truth that the other party knows?

What Mikhail loves is the existence of "Osamu Dazai", which is a forced order, and he cannot restrain it at all.

If it is said that he, who has been resurrected from the dead, already knows the fact that he is a substitute, it is already obvious what choice he will make after that.

Isn't the person he loves so much right in front of him?

If you want to bring up your already dilapidated lover, the first thing you need to solve is those fears buried deep in Osamu Dazai's heart.

In view of a certain too tragic reincarnation, coupled with the three days he could not control himself a few years ago, fear has been firmly engraved deep in Dazai Osamu's soul.Even if he used Fyodor's body, he still couldn't gain all the trust of the young man who finally regained consciousness.

The healing process was not smooth at first.

The young man whose abdominal wound had just healed was like a black cat reacting to stress, crazily showing its sharp claws to everyone who approached him.Only when I saw the kitten that just came out of my stomach, could I barely settle down to lick its fur, and my mood returned to calm.

Until he was sure that the person who had hurt him countless times would not give him more pain.Only then did the black cat carefully curl up into a ball. Although it still couldn't relax its vigilance, it could let the other party touch the fur on its back.

It was impossible to get him to show his belly, but it was enough.

The black cat has found that the person it trusts is occupied by the person who hurt him, and the other person is also imitating the relationship between a person and a cat.

He can't leave the person he loves deeply, and he can't escape at all, so it's better to keep silent and choose to pretend that nothing happened.

He has no strength to resist anything.

"It's not easy to change into this outfit by yourself." The pale-skinned Russian youth smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the slightly thin white dress on the youth, "Where else do you want to go?"

"No need." Osamu Dazai shook his head slowly, his fingertips clenched unnaturally, and rejected the other party's proposal, "And it's not convenient for Fei Jia to stay outside for too long, it would be bad if he was discovered. "

They are still not sure whether Pandora is still paying attention to all this. If possible, he and "Fyodor" who regained consciousness should try not to appear in front of the world.

The man chuckled, clasped Osamu Dazai's cheek with one hand and forced him to turn his head, leaned down and kissed the corner of Dazai's lips softly, "Don't worry."

Seeing that the young man didn't respond for a long time, he even closed his eyes nervously, his fine eyelashes trembling slightly.Mikhail's movements were even bolder, skillfully prying open the other's white teeth, deepening the untimely kiss.

He could feel Dazai's breathing becoming turbulent.

After the kiss was over, Mikhail finally let go of the young man in the wheelchair who had already lost his breath. Mikhail wiped the water stains from the corners of the other's lips, "Are you nervous?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head again, pursed his lips uncomfortably, and dared not answer directly, "Don't do such things outside."

"Then go home and continue?"

"...if you want." The young man who wanted to refuse gritted his teeth and slowly closed his eyes.

The wheelchair that was once given to the other party was left in the Port Mafia. Now this is just a model that can be seen everywhere on the market. Not to mention that there are no weapons loaded inside. Even climbing the stairs requires the help of others.

Mikhail pushed Osamu Dazai, who was unwilling to communicate with him, and gradually walked towards home, chatting casually on the way, and took the initiative to start the topic, "That person just now is Doppo Kunikida from the Armed Detective Agency."

"...I don't remember clearly." The young man replied in a muffled voice.

The man playing Fyodor smiled at the corner of his mouth, talking about something he shouldn't know, and calmly broke Osamu Dazai's heart, "It's your partner in the Armed Detective Agency, I remember many times , I made a lot of arrangements against him, but in the end I couldn't break that pride."

Seeing that the other party hadn't responded for a long time, Mikhail's expression was dark, and he bent down and asked, "Don't wear this dress when we meet next time."

"Um……"

"White is not suitable for you. It looks too innocent, and people always have a desire to destroy you." As if he was not satisfied with Dazai Osamu's reaction, the man thought again: "It's better to be black."

"Okay..." Osamu Dazai, who didn't want to make any resistance, still nodded meekly.

Mikhail stopped abruptly.

He didn't care about how much trouble his actions would cause others, standing in the middle of the sidewalk with people coming and going, making suggestions in an extremely gentle voice, but it was hard to tell whether this was a threat, "There is no need for everything to go smoothly With me, you can make your own choice."

"I don't have anything, it's fine as it is now." The young man replied in a low voice, his body tensed, as if he was afraid of something.

"Can't you say no to me?"

"..."

Mikhail clasped Osamu Dazai's shoulder with one hand, and pointed with the other to a special hotel with fancy signs not far away, motioning him to look up and take a closer look.

"So how about going there now? I just want to try the scene of the hospital theme. If you can't stand up on the tram theme, then the torture scene in the prison is also fine."

Osamu Dazai's breathing became more and more disordered. If his nails hadn't been properly trimmed on time, he might be so nervous that he would pierce his palm now.

He tremblingly responded, "Okay..."

"But you obviously want to refuse, Dazai." Mikhail lowered his voice, and whispered into his ear, "Children who lie will be punished."

Some too painful memories flashed before his eyes, and even his limbs felt faint phantom pain, as if the tendon was cut off just happened not long ago.

The air around him seemed to be frozen, and the suffocation reminded him of certain episodes of being forced into the bathtub.The air was quickly lost from the lungs, and the cold pool water filled every space in the alveoli. The suffocation accompanied by the unbearable stimulation made his consciousness gradually move away from the body.It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and his brain was so dizzy that he couldn't think about anything, but before he was about to die, he was pulled out of the water by the roots of his hair.

Immediately waiting for him was the next round of violent storms, until he jumped down from the top floor like a bird with broken wings dragging his bloody body.

Osamu Dazai struggled to withdraw from the memory, resisting the nausea that came up in his throat because of excessive fear, his eyes widened, and he refused hopelessly, "Don't do this..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm not someone else." Mikhail patted the young man's back, trying to restore his breathing to normal, and continued to comfort him, "I'm your lover, Fyodor."

Osamu Dazai, whose mind was in a mess, raised his head, and in his blurred vision, a figure that made him feel more at ease appeared, "Fei Jia...?"

"Well, I'm here."

"Fei Jia, don't leave me..."

"Good boy."

He embraced the crying child in his arms, with complicated and obscure emotions in the depths of his eyes.

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After parting from Miyano Haruko, Kunikida Doppo returned to the Armed Detective Agency, which was supposed to be off-duty.

He had concealed his real purpose when he met with the other party this time, and all the members of the detective agency were also waiting here. Because of the urgency of the current incident, they collectively entered overtime.

Edogawa Ranpo, who also stayed behind, was not sullen. He shook the half-empty wave soda in his hand, showing a perceptive smile, "It seems that there is new progress, Kunikida."

"Mr. Ranpo." Kunikida closed the door and went straight to the topic, "It's still about the lady I met by accident before. It seems that she knows something, but she doesn't intend to reveal it."

Yosano Akiko turned around thoughtfully, "Sigma is needed at this time, why not let him go?"

Doppo Kunikida replied with a solemn expression: "Miss Miyano's condition is not right, it is very likely that she has been in a state of mental tension for a long time, maybe there is something wrong with her living environment."

"Could it be that you have taken a fancy to her?"

"T-That's not the case!!!"

"Then why has Sigma been kept away from her?"

Today's Armed Detective Agency has very few members, and after Tayama Hanabou left, there are even fewer people with supernatural powers left, and Kunikida basically has to rely on field work alone.

Some time ago, Sigma joined, but his supernatural ability is not of the combat type, and he can only barely protect himself when he encounters something.But the current situation is obviously a more suitable opportunity for him to play, but Kunikida Doppo rejected the other party's proposal to go with him.

The man with tea-blonde hair pushed his glasses, and let out a breath of foul air slowly, "Things are a little different from what I expected at first, that Miss Miyano is a person with supernatural powers."

"Supernatural powers?"

Yosano Akiko was taken aback for a moment, her expression changed from confusion to vigilance, "Are you saying that the other party may deliberately contact you in order to allow Sigma to activate a supernatural ability on her so as to obtain the information she needs?"

Sigma's ability is a double-edged sword. While obtaining important information, it may also lead to the leakage of information from the detective agency.Even with the blessing of the president's supernatural ability, he can't hide it when the user has a strong thirst for knowledge, and he will still forcefully disclose certain content.

If the opponent came prepared, it is really better not to use the ability hastily.

"No, that shouldn't be the case." Kunikida Doppo shook his head, frowning, "The other party's ability is probably nullified, and Sigma probably won't be able to get any information from her."

As a newcomer to the detective agency, Sigma, who was quietly listening to the discussions of the seniors, did not interrupt: "???"

Did he hear something incredible?

"Nullification...is indeed a very troublesome ability." Yosano Akiko was also in deep thought, guessing the other party's intentions.

Nullification, if that Miss Miyano is really a person with this kind of ability, then her purpose is definitely not to obtain the required information through Sigma.

"I don't deny that I have a crush on Ms. Miyano. As far as the part of the other party is currently showing, it is indeed in line with my ideal woman." Kunikida Doppo frankly admitted his thoughts, and then added: "But that's also We have to make sure that she is not an enemy of the detective agency before considering the content."

"The most important thing is that her self-reported experience is too similar to Cangwang's girlfriend Sasaki Nobuko before, and she has a strong visual sense. If all this is not a coincidence, it is hard to say that this is not a conspiracy against the detective agency." It was because of this that Kunikida remained calm all the time, and he didn't feel impatient because the other party was too much in line with his ideal woman.

Sigma with a completely blank expression: "..."

"About this, Kunikida—" Ranpo Edogawa, who watched the whole process from the best audience seat, opened a bag of potato chips, interjected, "How about asking Sigma?"

"Miss Miyano really has ulterior motives for approaching you, but the purpose is different from what you think."

For the sake of the limited new product specially delivered to him, the world's No.1 detective will help him for the time being.

Because I am in a difficult situation, and at the same time it is difficult to let go of my child's situation, I can only beat around the bush to see how my child's colleagues are and whether they are good people, and I don't know anything about recent events.

Being a mother is really hard work.

"Uh..." Facing the puzzled gazes of the two seniors, Sigma shrank back somewhat uncomfortably, trying to confirm something with an uneasy expression on his face, "Mr. Kunikida, that Miss Miyano What is your name, can you tell me?"

"Miyano Haruko, is there a problem?"

Sigma: "..."

Big problem, okay? !

He once heard his father mention that his mother's stage name was Miyano Mamoru when she was a film star, and with Zhizi's perfunctory pseudonym, combined with the fact that she was in a wheelchair, there was absolutely no other in Yokohama except Dazai Osamu.

The young man with white and lavender hair looked more and more complicated, his gray eyes stared blankly at Kunikida Doppo who was impatiently waiting for his answer.He moved the corner of his mouth with difficulty, but couldn't make any sound.

Kunikida-san, that's the fuck! ! !

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"Blissful Bliss~"

Shuji Tsushima, who was nestled on the big bed in the master bedroom, turned over, kicked off the thin white quilt covering his body, and spread it flat in a large font, occupying most of the double bed.

He sighed: "It's so cool—if only I could enjoy it like this in the script, but I can't help it. It's not easy to be hugged by the most frightening person when I'm mentally disturbed. .”

Picking up the clothes that had been thrown all over the floor, Fyodor breathed into his stomach, and got a high-pitched strange cry from someone, and ordered with a blank expression, "Go take a bath."

"Let's do it again." Shuji Tsushima quickly got up, cross-legged on the bed, and suggested with an expression of interest.

Fyodor pondered for a while, his eyes fixed on the electronic watch on the bedside, and then he shrugged regretfully.

"There is not enough time. According to the content of the next script, Sigma should have noticed something is wrong."

Kunikida Doppo has already learned from Miyano Haruko that her lover is dead, but this is completely different from Sigma's perception of her family.

After learning the details, the child should have been so flustered that he didn't tell Kunikida Doppo the truth immediately, and chose to rush home alone, just in time to bump into Mikhail and Osamu Dazai who were wrong after the incident.

So you can get a news like a bolt from the blue.

Shuji Tsushima tilted his head, and with a smirk on his face, he teased: "I found out that his father is not actually his father, but his father's father──"

"No, from a genetic point of view, any one will do."

The Russian youth interrupted his lover's confusing discourse, and casually threw him a bath towel, "Mikhail is no different from Fyodor in the script."

"What a messy family relationship this is."

The curly-haired young man with a little sweat on his forehead curled his lips, took a long time to get down, and slowly moved towards his lover.

I hope that his cubs will accept it later and don't be too scared.