Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The container of karma, this is the true face of Osamu Dazai.

He lives in this world as a derivative of Pandora's Actor, which is equivalent to a second body controlled by the other party.It is ready to bear at any time, but when it is not needed, it can control this body with self-consciousness.

It's like Pandora's Actor separated the unnecessary part of himself and gradually cultivated it into what can be called a complete existence, and Osamu Dazai's personality was born in it.

Short for, slice.

It belongs to the same origin, and has an absolutely suppressed master-slave relationship, which is why Pandora's Actor can control the opponent's five senses at any time.

On a street corner shrouded in cold and damp fog, if you lift up the heavy curtains and look out the window, you will only see a vast expanse of whiteness.The silhouettes of buildings are blurred, and there are no traces of pedestrians anywhere.The engines of a few sporadic cars parked in the middle of the road roared, but the drivers were nowhere to be seen.

Fyodor moved gently, straightening out the messy strands of his lover's hair caused by being imprisoned in the dungeon.Seeing the other party will still fall into the memory cage from time to time, the mind is dominated by fear, and trembling in the arms.He simply took off the felt hat and put it on Dazai Osamu's head, trying to dispel the anxiety with his breath.

I don’t know if it’s useful or not, but Shuji Tsushima, who was tired of crying and lost and couldn’t play, was already so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.

The young man with a weak physique explained in a light voice: "More than 300 reincarnations, the sample is enough. Even if most of them did not survive the supernatural rampage, I can still tell who the people involved in the center of the storm are. .”

Pandora's Actor keeps reincarnating time, probably looking for something that is difficult to achieve.During this period, the person who has changed the most offline in different worlds must be inseparable from his vision.

Apart from Osamu Dazai, who is the container for bearing karma, and those variables that adapt to the normal development of different backgrounds, in the reincarnation, the only unstable factor is that person.

"Mr. Mikhail..."

There was an imperceptible tremor in the boy's voice.

That is the existence that scares him more than Pandora's Actor. In a certain reincarnation, the culprit who imprisoned and tortured Osamu Dazai who left Hong Kong for five years.

Also his lover's... father.

Aware of Osamu Dazai's mental fragility, the young man from the permafrost of Siberia had a terrifying suspicion in his heart.

During more than 300 reincarnations, I was absent for most of the time.After finally escaping from the supernatural explosion this time, Fyodor was surprised to find that the father, who thought he had lost his youngest son, had unexplained feelings for the culprit at some point.

Osamu Dazai is part of Pandora's Actor, and the faces of the two are exactly the same.

It is impossible for Mikhail to know that Osamu Dazai was also his son's fiancé.

He forcibly swallowed the uneasiness in his heart, but once this extremely absurd thought took root, it could no longer restrain its wanton growth.

Fyodor's voice was imperceptibly dry. He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down and said, "As time goes by, I find that Dazai is gradually breaking away from the human category."

"Is there?" Osamu Dazai sniffled and asked with red eyes.

The other party just slightly closed his dark eyes that were as dark as wine.

"In the beginning, you were just a slightly intelligent student, which is extremely excellent among human beings, but it is not particularly exaggerated." The warmth passed along the hands of the two tightly clasped, Fyodor slowly Nodding, the corners of his mouth pursed, as if he was extremely unwilling to recall the time when they were confronting each other, "That was when Pandora didn't design to kill me in reincarnation, and in the event of the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, when you and I were playing games in prison, remember us did something?"

Osamu Dazai fell into deep thought, the time of more than 300 reincarnations was too long, even he had to recall carefully to remember the details of a certain life.

"I was in the Armed Detective Agency at that time...Could it be Fei Jia and you too?" The young man paused, his face suddenly turned pale.

Combined with Fyodor's previous guesses, this kind of mentality of the authorities who are on the sidelines makes him never pay attention to this point for many years.Now being pointed out, all Dazai can feel is unspeakable fear.

Fyodor looked serious, "I'm afraid so."

In countless reincarnations, the habit of belonging to the devil has long been engraved in the bone marrow. When he is thinking, he will always bite his nails subconsciously.

"At that time, we were in a hostile state. We were players in the prison and relayed orders to our companions, but in order to prevent the guards from knowing our conversations, the conversations were encrypted." Fyodor will gradually feel the stinging finger Jian retracted, and whispered: "Read lips, instantly decipher passwords, and at the same time issue instructions to your companions."

"By the way, play blindfold chess to guess the numbers..." Osamu Dazai immediately said.

"Well, in the beginning, we couldn't do it at all."

Rather, these behaviors have already surpassed the scope of human beings.

In the cycle of reincarnation, it is not surprising that Osamu Dazai, who is burdened with cause and effect, can have such a change, but Fyodor is gradually deepening this strangeness at the same speed, and there is only one possibility.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had completely stripped the two of them from the ranks of humans.

When it comes to his lover, Osamu Dazai can no longer maintain his superficial calm.His pupils trembled, and his voice was as soft as a fragile object that was about to break. He was struggling and weak, "But, Fei Jia, if you are also a container of karma, why did Pandora want to get rid of you...?"

"This is also where I doubt..."

After watching for a long time, Natsume Soseki, whose expression remained unchanged on the surface but who was still digesting too much information in his heart, tapped his cane and signaled the two teenagers across the table to pause for a while.

His serious eyes fell on Fyodor, and he said, "Excuse me, Fyodor, are you Mikhail's son?"

His thoughts came back, as if he finally realized that he and his lover were not the only ones present, and Fyodor fell silent. After thinking twice, he gave an ambiguous answer, "Probably."

If he is the same as Osamu Dazai and exists as a container, then it is doubtful whether Mikhail is really his father.

It is very likely that it is another group of separated bodies.

Understanding the hidden meaning of Fyodor's vague answer, Natsume Soseki fell silent, looked at the young man with unfathomable eyes, and then asked, "Can you tell me, old man, how did you get married in Mikhail back then?" Survived the power runaway?"

"It's a different ability." Fyodor replied frankly without hesitation.

He reluctantly let go of the hand he held with Osamu Dazai.

A phantom with the same face and makeup as the sickly boy appeared, the only difference was that the felt hat was still on top of his head, instead of being taken off and put on his lover's head like the main body.

On the back of his hand was a spar representing the ability to be separated in the mist, and he walked slowly to the other side of Dazai Osamu, taking the form of protection, and caressing the other side's cheek.

The moment it touched the boy, it disappeared again.

"My power, crime and punishment, can create a clone that communicates with my consciousness. My existence is a crime. As long as I have been charged with crimes, punishment can bring down punishment...but basically they die instantly. .”

Fyodor once again summoned the consciousness of the Administrator disguised as a supernatural power, and sat beside Shuji Tsushima, refraining from any intimate contact.

"Original Punishment had a physical body, but I did die once in that supernatural rampage. Afterwards, the bodies of Sin and Punishment were exchanged, and I regained the physical body, but Punishment can only exist as a spirit-like existence. The ontology overlaps."

Osamu Dazai, who was rarely interested, was attracted by the exact same punishment as his lover.

In previous reincarnations, he was rarely able to see the demon's supernatural power due to his position, but now he finally has the opportunity to witness it.

He carefully tugged at the corner of the opponent's clothes, not wishing that his disqualification in the world would disappear immediately, so he asked softly, "The incident of the five declines of heaven and man, you rely on this to convey information to the outside world?"

Fyodor nodded, "Yes."

It is much simpler than Dazai Osamu who conveys information by manipulating the heartbeat.

"Feyya...why did you hesitate about Mr. Mikhail?" The boy's voice seemed a little timid, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look at his lover.

He is running away.

To the extent that Dazai rules, one should not hesitate to answer such an obvious question.

Just this is enough to verify the absurd guess before.

A nameless flame rose, but this anger was not aimed at the extremely fragile young man in front of him. Fyodor suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Osamu Dazai's shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Dazai, do you remember What was my father... Mikhail like at first?"

He stopped calling that man his father.

The heart was completely out of order due to panic. Realizing what his lover had noticed, the young man seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, his lips were pale and bloodless.

He saw pain in Fyodor's eyes.

"It's the same for me, but this time I noticed one thing. When I got the memory, Mikhail was already preparing the tavern. It wasn't until I cheated my death in order to hide from Pandora's Actor that I was finally sure—— "Fyodor took a deep breath, and the light in the deep pupils disappeared, like a black hole that could swallow everything up, making people afraid to look directly at it.He said slowly, "His time has been stopped."

"For several years, the hair has remained at the same length. Compared with the earliest times, Mikhail is now like a humanoid puppet, and his body is a dead thing."

From the very beginning, Mikhail has been a dead man since his days as a single dad in Siberia.

It was as if the existence of Mikhail died slowly in the cycle of reincarnation.

"The other point Dazai must have discovered long ago."

Osamu Dazai clenched his lower lip, and the salty rust smell spread on the tip of his tongue. He replied in an extremely weak voice, "Mmm..."

Mikhail and Fyodor, the so-called father and son, have exactly the same appearance.

The force exerted on his shoulders became heavier, but Fyodor could hardly control his emotions.There was a sadness on his expression that he couldn't detect, like a drowning man holding on to a life-saving straw, knowing that everything was futile, but still holding a glimmer of hope.

He opened his lips and teeth lightly, "...Did he...do anything to you?"

Dazai did not answer.

He just remained silent, slowly leaning against Fyodor's arms.

Faint sobs gradually sounded.

And the Russian teenager who got the lover's tacit answer, swallowed the bitterness spreading from his chest with difficulty, and hugged the other's too slender waist tightly.

It was as if he wanted to integrate him into his own flesh and blood.