On How To Teach Gravity To Diss A Blackhearted Boss

In mid-air, the black beast grinned ferociously and pierced Atsushi Nakajima's chest with its sharp thorns, and a large amount of blood poured down from the wound along the thorns like heavy rain.

The few drops of blood splashed on my face by the sea wind have already cooled down in the distance of the fall.

I froze in place, almost unable to believe that the scene in front of me was real.

……

Of course I know that the detective agency and Hong Kong|Black are in a hostile relationship, but these years they have never violated each other, and they have not shown a state of endless death like they are now.

Whether it is Akutagawa or Atsushi Nakajima who died here today, it is destined to trigger hatred and endless revenge between the two organizations.

Is Yokohama here also not peaceful...

"I can't die," Dazai saw my imminent movement, and grabbed my arm, "That Dazai is not in a hurry, why are you panicking? It's not too late to do it when you are about to die."

I took a closer look, and sure enough, on the top floor of the passenger ship, Osamu Dazai from Japan was leaning against the railing and watching the bloody battle without saying a word.We on the deck couldn't see his expression clearly, but judging from his leisurely movements, this guy is really stable.

Surprisingly, Atsushi Nakajima pulled out the sharp thorn in his chest very fiercely and firmly, turned over and jumped back a few steps, showing no signs of serious injuries.

In a few seconds, the huge wound on his chest clotted and healed.If it wasn't for his chin and broken clothes still exuding the bloody smell in the sea breeze, I would have wondered if the scene just now was my hallucination.

"His self-healing ability... is it a characteristic of supernatural powers?" I asked Dazai in a daze.

"White tigers have quite powerful self-healing and limb regeneration abilities."

Dazai confirmed my thoughts.

I:……

My eyes have become the shape of lemons.

Lisu Double A has strong physical resistance, and it also comes with super healing? !What kind of supernatural power is this!

I can only say that every gold medal support has a heart to become a DPS boss.

This is too flashy!

Look at the little sister in kimono he just hugged, his eyes are almost growing on Atsushi Nakajima now!

"Isn't that person brought by Hong Kong|Black? Why does it seem to be on the same front as Dun Jun?" I pointed at the young girl who looked young in doubt, and condemned the old Mori Ogai in my heart. Dogs count years as a day of the evil habit of employing child labor.

"Guess I know?" Dazai spread his hands, "But I can tell you, our little mirror flower left the port mafia and joined the detective agency after being rescued by Atsu-kun."

I was startled, and felt that the scene in front of me had changed a bit.

——They seem to be competing for the beauty's heart, two hairy boys _(:з」∠)_

Thinking of it this way, my blood surged immediately!

"Come on, Dunjun!" I waved my fist and yelled at the top, regardless of whether they could hear it or not.At the same time, I whispered in my heart-this iron-headed baby repeater is not worthy of having such a cute little sister!

Osamu Dazai noticed me and waved to me.Seeing that I found it, he waved his hand and let me go up.

Dazai yawned boredly: "Go up, I'll talk to the prisoners."

I hope that the captives you have chatted with have a hope of surviving.

…………

"What's wrong?" I looked at Osamu Dazai in this world and the dying little girl next to him.

"Miss Aoki, please help Kyoka to stop the injury." Dazai pointed to the purple-haired girl beside me who looked at me vigilantly, "I got the injury about 10 minutes ago."

I looked at the wound on her abdomen that was bubbling blood, so I didn't approach her, and reversed the little girl's state to half an hour ago.

The little Mafia girl who had been on guard against me was taken aback, looked at the wound on her abdomen, and rubbed it hesitantly.After confirming that they were all gone, he slowly stood up.

Then he looked at me tidying up the kimono carefully, pursed his lips and bowed slightly, and said in a sticky voice, "Thank you."

Good, so cute!

I feel like an arrow has been stabbed in my heart!

"Mr. Dazai, let's take her back to the detective agency!!!" I tugged on Osamu Dazai's trench coat excitedly.

"Oh, it depends on Xiao Jinghua's own mind." Osamu Dazai looked at the little girl and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

She looked hesitantly at the two people Zhengxiu was operating in mid-air, with worry in her eyes.

For a long while, he just lowered his head and refused to speak.

My excitement also cooled down.

——If she still wants to stay in the Mafia, then there is really no way...

And I forgot to think about it before, the subordinates that the mafia will bring this time must be fighters, this little girl...maybe have a very troublesome criminal record?

I glanced at Osamu Dazai, who was smiling and silent beside me, and felt a little reconciled—anyway, no matter how black his resume is, he can't beat this one, and he can clean it up, so why can't this one work!

"But... Atsushi-kun is working hard for you." Osamu Dazai said lightly.

The little girl's body froze obviously, and she raised her head to look at the two people who were fighting, her eyes glistening slightly.

She seemed to have a firm expression, as if she wanted to rush forward, but Osamu Dazai grabbed her arm.

"Do not impulse."

Osamu Dazai pulled her back, as if he didn't want their fight to be interrupted or a new opponent suddenly added.

"Your Majesty will win."

He said so calmly.

**

What is that tentacle monster...

I looked at this huge monster on the sea and the incomparably petite figure of Mr. Zhongyuan over there in bewilderment.He was full of red light and fought very hard at the monster, and Mr. Dazai here only took a few glances and didn't bother to look at it again.

His attitude made it difficult for me to pay attention to this monster...

Could it be that we stumbled into the Bermuda Triangle by mistake, so we ran into this thing?But Bermuda is far from here...

I leaned on the railing of the high-rise and watched this scene like a sci-fi blockbuster, thinking about it in my head boredly.

Sensing that the shoulders were suddenly put on, I turned my head and saw Chuya's profile.

"Chuya!" I felt better, and stretched out my arms to hang around his neck, "Have you finished solving this problem?"

There was a bit of dust on the collar of his black coat, but the rest looked normal.

"ended."

He glanced at the top of my head and pinched a splinter of wood from it.

"Are you going to see that space-type supernatural being?"

"Okay!" I grabbed Chuya's hand and walked back, but as soon as I turned around, I was pulled into my arms by Chuya and took several steps back.

"boom--"

I looked at Akutagawa who fell to the ground and struggled to get up while coughing up blood, and sighed in horror that Osamu Dazai really hit the mark—Atsushi Nakajima can turn the tables against the wind!

"Cough, cough..."

While getting up, Akutagawa stared at Atsushi Nakajima, who was out of breath not far away but with firm eyes, with hatred, and wiped the blood on his chin with his hands on his chest.

"I've had enough... enough of the rotten sludge at the bottom... enough of the lingering pain of breathing... being overlooked and ignored..."

"If the value of being alive is being a wild dog in the ghetto..."

The words that seemed to be confiding and talking to myself became hoarse by now, and the hatred and murderous intent in the brows and eyes were clearly aimed at Atsushi Nakajima, but I was so shocked that I took a step back timidly.

"Why this stupid and rough ability... why you... why?!"

"I absolutely!" He roared at Atsushi Nakajima and rushed forward again, "I will never go back to the past and hear Mr. Dazai's words again!"

The tiger's sharp claws did not evade or evade, but it went up against the difficulty, and ran into the fierce Rashomon.In the strong wind blowing by the ability, I squinted my eyes and struggled to see how the tiger claws grabbed Rashomon and then tore it apart.

As Akutagawa's body bent the iron wall of the small warehouse next to him, the battle finally ended completely.

……

Tremblingly, I stretched out my head to look at Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was motionless and whose life and death were unknown, and held Chuya's arm tightly in surprise: "He...he won't die...?"

"Atsushi Nakajima is too strong! He can tear apart Rashomon?! Wouldn't my power space wall be broken by him???"

Before Nakaya answered me, another voice cut in first.

"Miss Aoki."

"Ah?" I reflexively looked at Osamu Dazai, who called me.

"Can you please send Akutagawa back?" His tone sounded neither sad nor happy, he just stared at the half-dead Dunjun not far away and the little girl Jinghua who jumped on him as soon as the fighting stopped.

I couldn't see his attitude at all, so I had to answer him with an "oh" and dragged Zhongya forward cowardly.When approaching them, Akutagawa still didn't react at all.

After transferring Akutagawa back to the gate of the Port Mafia, I breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, I am not dead, I am not dead!

After all, Jie came together for us. If someone died in the middle and caused a war between the port and the detective agency, wouldn't it be embarrassing for the few of us.

As soon as Chuya waited for me to turn away from Akutagawa, he dragged me away.

Perhaps guessing what I was thinking, he comforted me gently: "It's okay, it wasn't caused by you."

"It's all Dazai's fault."

I opened my mouth and closed it again, thinking of the phrase "Mr. Dazai" that Akutagawa yelled just now and his usual fanatical cooking style, I felt that Osamu Dazai was not very wronged to be labeled as this.

**

The combined space system power user is a beautiful red-haired girl named Lucy.

When I heard her reluctantly say that her superpower is called "Abyss Red-haired Anne", I looked at her red hair strangely—"What's your full name?"

"Hmph!" She pouted and turned her head away, and then sneaked a little frightened glance into her eyes.

Chuya's body immediately became depressed, and I quickly stopped him: "Forget it."

I took out Nakaya's cell phone in my pocket, and opened the record of his communication with Dazai.

"Lucy Maud Montgomery—Red Anne of the Abyss."

I:……

Could it be that "Anne of Green Gables"...

Scroll down.

"Margaret Mitchell—Gone with the Wind."

"John Steinbeck - The Grapes of Wrath."

"Mark Twain - Huck Finn & Tom Sawyer."

……

No, no... I clutched my little heart tightly, only feeling that my hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

What kind of J world giants are these! ! ! !

ah? ? ?ah--! ! ! !

Zhong also saw that I was not in the right mood, so he glanced at Lucy who looked puzzled and carried me out of the room.

"what happened to you?"

I was insane and incoherent: "Ah...the grapes for the Nobel Prize...and the adventures of Tom Sawyer...my god!!!"

Chuya pinched my chin, his cobalt blue eyes fixed on me, and looked even more nervous at the moment: "What? Are you okay?"

I settled down and then refocused my eyes. I held Zhongye's worried and nervous little face with both hands, stared at him seriously and said, "Zhongye!"

He looked at me nervously, waiting for me to speak.

"You... are definitely a super strong poet! Super strong! Absolutely super strong!"

It must be the fault of my ignorance and lack of knowledge that I haven't heard of him!

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhong also let go of my chin and sighed, expressionlessly said: "It's fine."

……

"No, I have something to do!" I swiftly climbed onto his back, "My young heart was hit hard, and now I don't have the energy to walk."

Yan Bi lay on his back and sighed, digesting the shock he received at the moment.

He resigned me helplessly: "Then you... do you want to ask that Lucy anything?"

I pressed my head against his back and shook my head.

Although I have only heard of Dazai Osamu and "Disqualification in the World", since they are "Double Blacks", are they also really famous...

Just because I'm not Japanese so I don't understand at all...?

The sea has calmed down now, and it is estimated that Mr. Nakahara has finished beating Godzilla.

Except that the lights on the passenger ship were like daylight, the sparkling sea water and the boundless sky were still dark under the faint moonlight.

In the silence, I even started to feel a little sleepy.

"Ah... Osamu Dazai... Really!"

I thought of the story of the writer in the movie again, and I couldn't help but lie on Nakaya's back and be carried away by him, and he kept pouting again and again.

"This person is not good, he will cheat on his wife... No! Different worlds have to look at it separately... This Dazai has not done this for the time being."

"But... this Dazai is still so poor! He can't afford a wife. He always owes money to cafes and bars and then grabs my wool to let me pay the bills! Heh! He must not even be able to afford a ring!"

The key is that I always ask him for something? !In the end, I had no choice but to hurry up and let him pluck the wool!Are you angry?

"He also extorted my money! The lion opened his mouth! Damn it! He deliberately made things difficult for me!"

Chuya's back is so warm, and his hair is so soft when pressed, I'm already a little sleepy.

"What's he doing again? Shall I beat him for you?" Zhong also answered my words slowly.

"Ah, that's not necessary. He said he would help me hide it from Chuya... Then he blackmailed me a lot..."

"..."

"?" Why did it stop.

"Have you arrived yet? By the way, where are you going to carry me?"

Nakaya stopped, put me on the side of the metal boat, and turned to look at me.

I looked at him in bewilderment, clutching his arm for fear of falling off.

He let out a long sigh as he met my bewildered eyes.He put one arm around my waist to help me keep my balance, and pinched my face with the other to make me look at him.

"What are you hiding from me?"

"what?"

"You just said, what did Dazai help you hide from me?" Zhong also repeated.

"Did I say it?" I became a little sober, and my eyes drifted.

"Yes. Look at me." Chuya smiled and straightened my face, allowing me to watch him speak.

A drop of cold sweat slid down my forehead, I think this situation is... a bit difficult...

——Osamu Dazai, how can I save you?