Brother Ying does not poke the needle

Nakahara Chuya grabbed Haruno Sakura's hand and ran to the window.

"This way—! The elevator is too slow!"

"it is good!"

The two jumped out of the window on the thirteenth floor and ran towards the seventeenth floor above. When they just got out of the building, the glass on the seventeenth floor suddenly shattered, and a person fell out of it.

"Dazai?!"

Osamu Dazai was still wearing the same black clothes, covered in bandages, and the long black cloak flew away during the fall, making his figure look more slender and thinner.

Hearing Chuya's call, he tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the kite-colored eyes in front of him.

Then he also made a small gesture to the center.

On the seventeenth floor, someone who didn't know suddenly threw a rope down and tied up Osamu Dazai who had fallen with precision.

The corners of Dazai Osamu's lips curled up, his black hair was blown even more messy by the wind, and he showed a mocking smile.

"Hey...?" He raised his hand, the knife in his hand glowed coldly under the moonlight, "Don't take yourself too seriously."

After he finished speaking, he landed conveniently and cut the rope that bound him.

The whole person closed his eyes again, opened his arms, and continued to fall with a happy expression.

"Don't try to save it, your task is to exorcise the curse spirit as soon as possible."

Nakaya pressed Haruno Sakura who was standing on the wall and was about to run towards Dazai: "Go."

Haruno Sakura: ...

He glanced at Nakahara Nakahara with firm blue eyes and didn't hesitate any longer, instead he ran towards the front of Osamu Dazai, the seventeenth floor—no, the fifteenth floor.

There is a black and purple curse aura, and the curse spirit hidden in the dark night is there.

With the shuriken held in the hands of the pink-haired boy, he galloped across the glass windows of Mafia, the port, and charged at the curse spirit.

"Don't get in the way—!"

The curse spirit turned his head, stared at Haruno Sakura with black eyes, raised his hand, and a stream of smelly liquid went straight to the boy's face.

Haruno Sakura lowered her body to dodge and let out a "tsk", and the glass behind her that was stained by the liquid began to corrode and melt immediately, but he still didn't hesitate under his feet, and immediately caught up with the curse spirit who was still running towards the ground.

"What's wrong? As a curse spirit, do you actually want to save Mr. Dazai who is enjoying the process of dying?"

As the voice fell, several kunai hit the curse spirit with the strong wind, and several kunai fell on its body, one of which hit its hand, and then that kunai seemed to contain a small storm, which would Curse Spirit's entire arm was blown away.

The curse spirit had to stop, it recovered its arm, and focused on the cherry-haired boy in front of him.

As for Osamu Dazai who is about to die.

It raised a hand, pointing in the direction of Osamu Dazai like the abyss of hell——

***

The Central Plains has also reached the ground of Mafia.

"Master Zhongyuan?"

"Emergency evacuation is now carried out immediately, so that all people who are still in the building go through the emergency passage and do not come to the ground."

"Yes!"

He looked up at the sky, Dazai had almost reached the ground, and Haruno was already fighting with the invisible magic spirit.

"Wait a moment."

"What else do you want?"

"Go and help me get two pairs of glasses with magic power, and a weapon for exorcism."

"Yes!"

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes depressed in mid-air, and he began to sigh in his heart as he watched the Kunai flying over his head one after another.

——He couldn’t have jumped off the building, and was accidentally killed by that pink slug, right?

The Kunai that had never landed on the curse spirit fell from Dazai Osamu's side to the ground in the form of human body strokes, forming an astonishing crater just like the first time they met.

Immediately afterwards, it was no longer the weapon from the ninja conjurer, but because it could only be seen before dying, it belonged to the curse spirit with a corrosive liquid to look at.

A certain stupid slug is still shouting: "I don't have to lose money for the losses caused by normal business trips, right?!"

——What is the point of this guy? !Are you short of this money?

It's over, there is another Zhongya slug waiting below... If it wasn't for this curse spirit being so disgusting and disgusting, there should be a better plan.

Dazai was kicked aside by Nakahara Chuya before being splashed with the corrosive liquid.

Although the other party had helped him adjust the gravity, it was obvious that Zhong didn't want to make it easier for him at all. The black-haired boy finally stood up danglingly while covering the painful position from the kick.

"It's so cruel..."

"Do you want to show mercy to you?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood in front of him and threw the black coat that flew away to him.

"You already know that curse spirit?"

"Ah... I guessed a little bit. Although it is well hidden, I have never seen the appearance of a curse spirit when wearing those glasses. But the interest of that thing is too uncomfortable. If it is not a magician, it is too difficult to deal with." trouble."

"So after hearing that Haruno-kun had recovered his human body, I took the initiative to lure him out."

"...I don't think your interest is much better."

"Chuya, compared to my hobby, why don't you suggest to the leader, let's start the happy work mode immediately?"

"what?"

"If you want to enter the water, just enter the water. Even if there is no water to enter for the time being, Zhong will take me to a clear and beautiful river—"

"Shut up! Die! Who is going to take you to the river! Roll as far as you can!"

Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders as a pity, and pointed to the direction upstairs.

"Will that guy turn into pus? Hey—salt water doesn't kill you, so it shouldn't."

***

When Sulfur threw the corrosive liquid from the palm of his hand to Dazai Osamu, Haruno Sakura kicked his body, the liquid tilted a little, but it still fell.

The body of the curse spirit fell back a few meters, and then its hand touched the glass next to it, and the corrosion began.The speed was very fast, and after corroding the glass in its hand, it looked contemptuously at Haruno Sakura not far away.

The shoe that the cherry-haired boy kicked at the opponent's body earlier was emitting white smoke and was melted a layer.

Haruno Sakura took off her two shoes, threw them into the open window not far away, and raised the weapon in her hand again.

The curse spirit on the opposite side had a low voice and a slow tone.

"Do you know what real...fear is?"

"I'm afraid you're a hammer!"

...One sentence broke the atmosphere that had just been brewing.

Haruno Sakura, who was regarded as "no IQ", "brainless" and "empty brute force" by the super-level mantra spirit, did not lose her momentum, but only the last kunai was left in her hand.

This kunai was left by him for melee combat, but the corrosive spell of this curse spirit was too incompatible with him.

As far as the technique is concerned, the curse spirit almost suppressed him to death.

The iron weapons that can be used are corroded by liquid and cannot be used. The detonating charm is useless, and the iron wire will also be corroded. Ordinary attacks cannot even penetrate its body.

The physical attack with huge lethality can only be done at the right time. If it is really hit, not only will there be a risk of corrosion of the hand, but also the situation of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred when dealing with this level of magic spirits-in case He knocked the whole building crooked with excessive force, can't he afford it? !

Mr. Kakashi faced the weakness that Mr. Kakashi told him, but he was caught off guard.

This time I have to face the situation to overcome - although I still don't have a clue.

Haruno Sakura narrowed his eyes slightly. He adjusted the tightness of the glove on his hand, stuffed the last kunai into the ninja tool bag, and then pulled out the sword given to him by Principal Yagami before he left.

The sharp sword made a slow and low sound when it left the scabbard, which seemed to indicate the owner's mood.

——It is longer than Kunai, and it is slower to be corroded.

Haruno Sakura doesn't have the desire to communicate with the curse spirit in front of her, but the other party seems to have a great desire to express herself—the desire to express herself in front of her prey that she thinks is about to become her.

"Everyone has fears. I was born out of human fear and fear."

"Fear of death, fear of powerful weapons and untouchable power, fear of the sudden appearance of enemies, even fear of the memory of the past and the unknown of the future!"

It laughed, tilted its head, and the corrosive slime on its head was dripping down.

"I understand the fear of human beings best. The most interesting thing is that now, in front of our eyes, death is approaching, death is shrouded, fear is within reach but cannot be rejected, hope is in front of us but there is nothing we can do, struggle in vain."

It laughed loudly: "Hahahaha - this kind of fear is the most interesting! Your expressions will also become very funny!"

Then it showed some confused eyes like a child.

"But there's always been one very...very special exception, and that's Osamu Dazai."

...Oh, because Mr. Dazai seems to enjoy the process.

Haruno Sakura raised her sword and walked forward slowly.

"So I will."

"Let him create fear in the fear of others! Create infinite fear!"

"Everyone will slowly discover that these deaths are more like his usual hobbies! Everyone will stay away from him, target him, hate him, and doubt him! In the end, it's no different!"

"It's just a pity that he died in my hands..." The curse spirit lowered its voice, and it glanced at its own hand, "I haven't pulled everyone's fear on him, yet he is actually in the next step I want to carry out." One suddenly jumped off a nearby building while hunting."

"It's all you! Otherwise Osamu Dazai would have the same expression on his face as those stupid and ridiculous humans!"

With a "click", the sticky voice suddenly stopped, and it saw the cherry-haired human in front of it pull down the glass next to it with its bare hands, and rushed over with it in its hand as a shield.

"..."

"Why do you do useless work? You can't hurt me at all. Although the previous sword is very powerful, it still doesn't work for me at all. My recovery power is completely different from that of you humans..."

"You're so annoying—!" Haruno Sakura roared, clenched the weapon in her hand and rushed forward.

The lucky blue Chakra of the cherry-haired boy stepped on the cold glass with his bare feet. He used the glass he had just removed as a shield to hit the curse spirit's neck, and the sword pointed directly at the opponent's heart.

The transformation technique and the substitute technique are disturbing its sight at the same time.

But the moment the glass touched the curse spirit, it began to be corroded and melted again.

Even so, the cherry-haired boy insisted that he had the upper hand, and beat the curse spirit back and forth.

After several times, the excellent quality glass was almost melted, and the sword in his hand was corroded and shortened in the fight.

Haruno Sakura threw away the glass that was about to disappear, and before the curse spirit had time to react, it punched it into the building.

The huge glass cracked miserably at the edge of corrosion and shattering at the same time, making a crisp sound in the night sky.

More than half of the glove on the young man's hand was rotten, and then fell to the ground, and even his white and slender hands began to have terrible scars.

The curse spirit wasn't just being beaten, but its strength and speed were a bit different from the cherry-haired boy, so in this battle, it was always looking for opportunities to attack the boy with pus.

Even if the opponent hides quickly, there are still many positions that have been hit - after all, it is liquid.

The boy's right shoulder, the lower part of his neck, his left arm, and the fist he had just voluntarily punched showed terrible signs of being corroded by pus.

Sulfur Sticky slowly got up from the ground. It looked at the pair of bare and snow-white feet stepping on the ground, and the bright red blood dripping down on the ground. Its eyes slowly looked up...the scars on human beings were becoming more and more terrifying.

The corners of its lips rose, evoking an almost crazy smile—then stopped abruptly and froze for a moment.

Because the sakura-haired boy who suffered such a serious injury was also laughing, laughing until the brilliance of the moonlit night dimmed.

It was clearly a face hidden in the darkness, but the young man's lake green eyes were brighter than the stars tonight, and his short cherry pink hair was swaying in the wind. The young man's footsteps were approaching, as if the god of death was approaching.

...No, no!Even if one's strength and speed are not as good as the opponent's, its spells and self-healing ability are proof that the opponent will fail in the end!

The cherry-haired boy raised his injured fist. The pain made his mind clearer at this moment, making his spell power seem to have reached a very strange and strange point.

The boy waved his fist forward and raised his eyebrows.

"Then let me say something."

"I don't know what you mean by fear."

"but."

The purple diamond-shaped seal on the young man's forehead suddenly lit up, and following this seal, black lines began to spread on his face and body.

Gradually, those bloody wounds splashed by concentrated acid all disappeared.

The boy with a beautiful purple forehead smiled confidently and brightly, he threw away the tattered armor and said.

"Next, I can make you feel."

"—what is real hopelessness and fear!"