Extraordinary Shura field of special magic equipment

"Report Mr. Dazai, the inventory has been completed."

The man in the black suit reported cautiously. He looked at the existence in front of him that was feared by countless people, even though it was just a boy.

Most of the exposed parts are wrapped in bandages, with black fluffy hair, and an impenetrable abyss in a kite-colored eye.

He squatted in a half-squatting shapeless, wearing a pitch-black overcoat, watching boxes full of "goods" being moved off the transport ship one after another.

"Then move the goods to the storage warehouse." The black-haired boy ordered nonchalantly, and suddenly his eyes swept over the boxes that were moved in front of him.

He changed his voice, "Wait, you guys—have you checked carefully?"

The tone of the black-haired boy seemed to be asking casually. He glanced lightly at the man closest to him. Just this simple glance without any emotion made the man's forehead bead of sweat.

"This... must have been carefully checked to not miss any corner..."

He spoke a little stiffly.

Anyone who works under Mr. Dazai must firmly remember that absolutely, absolutely must not make the other party angry, otherwise there will be dire consequences.

"Alright alright."

Osamu Dazai stood up, he swept the dust off his clothes casually, walked to the box himself, and pointed to the cloth covering it.

"See what's wrong?"

The piece of cloth that was used to cover up but was actually useless was no different from other cloths in appearance, but the man obediently stepped forward to check it carefully. He was about to reach out to grab it, but was stopped by a cold look from behind.

He quickly withdrew his hand, turned and bowed behind him, trembling his lips but did not speak.

Dazai Osamu who looked straight at him seemed to have had enough, showing a relaxed and cheerful smile, "It's like handling a case, it's bad behavior to destroy a crime scene, the other cloths are perfectly covered on the box, you can see The cargo inspectors on our ship have a certain degree of obsessive-compulsive disorder, each of them can cover the contents in a perfect and balanced way, and only this one—”

He pointed to the inconspicuous but longer corner of the fabric than the other three hanging corners and continued to say, "There are traces of being touched many times. The goods are very important and will be inspected repeatedly, but this, although I’m trying my best to restore it, but it’s naive to think that everything will be fine after covering the cloth without observing the cloth placement and wear of other boxes.”

The boy in the black overcoat lifted the cloth, and it was full of goods that had been laboriously transported across the river this time, "The inside is well camouflaged...then next...let me see what the naive little mouse smuggler will do. "

He asked someone to push open the closed hatch.

The platinum-haired Fu Sangshen waved at him, smiling innocently: "I'll just say, according to the general comic routine, this door will definitely be opened a second time."

Osamu Dazai said "Oh".

The blue-eyed boy got up now, and he stood in front of Shen Dumin, looking at the weapons facing them directly.

He has fallen, he actually made a bet with the other party, betting on whether someone will open the door a second time after the things are moved out after the first time the door is hidden.

"I didn't expect that they were still two little mice who stole/drove..."

Osamu Dazai looked at the two beings in front of him with great interest who did not look like ordinary people just from their appearance.

"Although I didn't buy a ticket, I don't feel comfortable listening to such words... Hello, my name is Shendumin, and I'm just an ordinary person."

Fu Sangshen introduced himself first, with a sincere smile that was always bright and easy to make people feel good about.

Shendu... this surname...

It's a little familiar, ah, it's the pen pal that Saku Oda mentioned.

ordinary people?Dazai narrowed his eyes.

"Although I really want to welcome you 'guests', but...you should come with me."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand, turned around, and his black coat drew an arc, "After all, stealing is also a very serious crime."

Osamu Dazai couldn't wait to see Mori Ogai's expression when he saw someone get on this ship so easily and sail into Yokohama.

That would be -- super exciting.

"So, I have already told you my name, as a courtesy, should you also tell me yours?"

Shendumin didn't resist, and followed behind the opponent with blue eyes.

"It's Osamu Dazai."

Shen Dumin pondered for a moment.

"I know you, please give me more advice?"

Kantomin heard from his pen pal that he had two friends, one named Osamu Dazai and the other named Ango Sakaguchi.

We often drink together and talk about our own affairs.

"Wow, I've been recognized." Osamu Dazai responded with a rather exaggerated smile, "But—it's useless to get close, you still have to follow the rules."

"Dangling——" He took out the handcuffs and added a voice, "I've wronged you first." He opened the handcuffs skillfully, "I still need my help when I stretch out myself."

He looked at the platinum-blonde long-haired boy in a robe that was completely out of date with the times.

Compared with the blue-eyed one next to him, this "Oda Saku" pen pal was obviously more interesting to him.

...How dare I ask you to help me.

Sensing the gazes of those around him with weapons pointed straight at him, Shendumin raised a hand.

"click"

Osamu Dazai put one handcuff on his own hand, and the other handcuff on Kanto Min's wrist,

He raised his hand and shook it, as if to confirm whether it was handcuffed.

Then he turned his head and lost the key with the other hand.

Yes, he lost the key.

Shen Duming:?

Osamu Dazai looked at Lanyan, and said, "You shouldn't need to put another handcuff on it, after all...you seem to care about this person very much."

Osamu Dazai did not miss the opponent's subconscious protective action after opening the hatch.

Blue Eyes said nothing.

Shen Dumin was still struggling with the key, but Osamu Dazai seemed to understand what he meant.

"Unfortunately, no."

Osamu Dazai stretched out a finger, and said in a brisk tone, "Anyway, you guessed our occupation, so let's just say it straight. After the interrogation, cut off your hand and slowly uncuff your handcuffs."

This nasty tone... a bit like...

Like who is coming.

Shen Dumin was stunned for a moment, then was dragged by Osamu Dazai and staggered a step.

This man is really...

"By the way, I can't disclose where I'm going next."

Osamu Dazai took out his treasured bandage, gestured at the length, and waved his hand, "Come and help him tie it, don't worry, I won't let you fall."

He didn't fall, but his vision was completely covered, and he could only walk along the footsteps led by the other party.

When Shen Dumin walked fast, Osamu Dazai slowed down, and when Shen Dumin walked slowly, he speeded up. Fu Sangshen touched the opponent's back face for the first time, indicating that he wanted to kill someone.

Although he couldn't see it, he felt that the blue eyes must be laughing at him, and he couldn't see anything even though he was wrapped in bandages.

He reported, with six eyes open.

"Oh, here we are."

Osamu Dazai hummed a little tune and opened the door——

"Welcome to the VIP cell of the Port Mafia."

The bandages were scattered, and Shen Duming saw a room similar to a confinement room, except for a door, there was no place to escape.

"I'm wronged you to stay here first, and make a judgment after your identities are found out."

Osamu Dazai joked about their sentence, and Kantomin poked him on the back, "Don't forget that we are still locked together now, do you want to go into confinement with us?"

"Well... who knows."

Osamu Dazai closed the door behind his back, and there were only three of them in the room at the moment.

In other words, he is the only one who is human.

"Conversations here are completely confidential, so let's talk about who you are."

Osamu Dazai dragged Fu Sangshen over, and he sat on the only chair here.

Resting his chin with his free hand, he spoke briskly.

"You... you are probably not ordinary people."

Osamu Dazai deliberately tried the strange dress and the ability to perceive everything outside through the bandages. The blue-eyed boy really ignored the bandages.

As for this long-haired boy, can normal people shine?

When passing through the dark passage, Osamu Dazai looked at the firefly-like light, and his first reaction was that it might not be a light bulb.

"I'm just an ordinary person."

Fu Sangshen spoke nonsense with a smile.

"Then if you're an ordinary person...you won't be able to get out if you enter here by mistake, and you might be killed. Well, aren't you afraid of death?"

The word death is not empty talk after it is linked to the other party's profession.

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes held a scene deeper than the abyss.

He wasn't joking.

"Afraid, not afraid."

The hand that was handcuffed stretched out a finger and shook it, and in an instant the whole handcuffs turned into dust and scattered.

Those dust powder also completely disappeared in the falling and flying.

Fu Sangshen looked a little tired, he looked at Dazai Zhi, Tong Jin's eyes were deep enough to drown people, "Ah, it seems that I accidentally used my power, there is no one else here, right, then... How about lending me some strength?"

Dazai opened his eyes wide.

Fu Sangshen's voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, "I am the lamp of civilization, you trade with me with your life, and I can grant you one wish."

"Would that allow me to die without pain?"

Osamu Dazai looked up at him, his kite-colored eyes were full of curiosity.

"Ah...it seems very simple, but I don't want to take all other people's lives, it's against my principles...but if you really want to die, then come, I can let you die in my cold embrace middle."

Fu Sangshen looked down at him, his expression was gentle and compassionate, his long platinum hair intertwined with his immaculate white robe, and the faint fluorescent light made him look like the incarnation of a god in a picture book.

"It might be a good choice to die in the hands of a beauty."

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand, as if to embrace the polar night.

then……

"bump!"

"it hurts!"

Fu Sangshen covered his head, and the blue eyes who acted as a transparent person raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head. The sound of the blow was painful.

"Are you hungry? Are you willing to go to such a person?"

Blue Eyes' voice was full of hatred.

Osamu Dazai slowly made a question mark.