[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

How do you say that sentence, look how happy he is smiling.

Shenshang Zhu Li silently took a bite of the freshly cut melon in his hand, and continued to watch the rare hearty smile of the young man with red hair.

Opposite the black-haired boy was Chuya Nakahara, who was smiling loudly at the photo album.

Ah, what was he talking about.

Nakahara-san is indeed a reliable adult who keeps what he says (?)!

Speaking of a hearty smile, let's be hearty to the end... emm, it's just that I laughed for a long time.

The godly boy pinched his watch, and thoughtfully handed over a slice of watermelon: "Come to Zhongyuan Sang, eat a melon, soothe your throat."

"Cough...thank you."

The red-haired young man who managed to stop his smile took the melon that the young man handed over, feeling an unprecedented sense of ease.

Even today in the dungeon, the dark history of being fooled by that mackerel into using the posture of "the inner lady, let me say it is not an example" is not worth mentioning in front of this photo.

Shenshang Zhuli leaned over with the melon in his hands, and glanced at the photo that made Chukahara laugh for half an hour.

"Oh, so it's this one." The black-haired boy said suddenly.

If so, it's really interesting.

——Osamu Dazai in the photo, with round eyes, standing enchantingly with one hand on his waist, tap dancing on the desk of the detective agency.

How should I put it, Dazai Osamu is a handsome and striking Ikemen. If he put on this posture seriously, it should be quite pleasing to the eye, but he can't stand the poisonous mushroom bonus!

After eating poisonous mushrooms, Mr. Dazai is not only not handsome, but his dancing posture looks like Zhao Si who has been electrocuted. Anyone who sees it will ask whether this person has a low IQ.

"But having said that, I'm really lucky that you can keep this photo until now."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said unexpectedly.

Generally speaking, according to the character of that green mackerel, this kind of black history should have been deleted in advance.

"Oh, actually, Hachime helped me take this photo hahahaha,"

The black-haired boy smiled, and said something terrible, "I took the photo myself and gave it to Kunikida Spectacle-kun. I plan to save this and use it to threaten Mr. Dazai Bandage."

"Huh? What are you using it for?"

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help rubbing his ears, thinking he had heard wrong.

"Threatening Mr. Dazai Bandage."

The godly boy's eyes widened purely, and he didn't feel at all that what he said was not commensurate with the holy priests.

Shenshang Zhuli propped his chin with one hand, showing a thoughtful expression,

"I don't know why, but I always have the feeling that Mr. Dazai Bandage will trick me in the future, so I will act first and be prepared."

It's better to strike first...

Mr. Chuya Nakahara, who is the port Mafia cadre of the mafia, was a bit speechless.

He looked at the young man in front of him who had some style and habits, and to some extent looked more like a prostitute than him, and felt more tired than ever.

What bastard is it that taught this guy to be like this!

The red-haired young man took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked with difficulty, "Who taught you this...?"

"It's Uncle Otengu who took care of me when I was young!"

God Zhu Li said proudly, imitating the big tengu in his memory with a straight face, and made a movement of holding a round fan to show his determination,

"All these precautions are for the ultimate righteousness, surrender to me, and bring a new order to the world!"

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also choked his breath in his throat.

This is basically the second grade!As a legendary big monster, forget about your secondary school, don't teach other people's children casually!

The ochre-haired young man with a distorted face here didn't say anything, but Zhu Li, who imitated the big tengu, laughed himself first.

The corner of the black-haired boy's mouth curled up, and his tone was filled with obvious nostalgia.

"Well, although Ootengu-san sometimes likes to say things that people can't understand, he is actually a very gentle monster."

Before, Mian Lingqi got out of control because of the mask, which caused him to be pinned down at the shrine by sister Yu Yanjin, and he wiped the floor for seven days, but in the end he just gently removed it without blaming her.

"...Really, everyone is a very gentle youkai."

Akami Shuri lowered his head and fiddled with the photo album.

The black-haired boy said this in a very low voice. If it wasn't for Zhongyuan Zhongye who happened to be sitting next to him and had excellent hearing, he might have missed the boy's words at this time.

Zhong Yuan also looked at the nostalgia on Zhu Li's face, and frowned unconsciously.

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He is one of the five cadres of Port Mafia, and his identity is sensitive.

And the young man in front of him, Kamami Shuri, came to Yokohama as early as he claimed that he was a shrine maiden and owned a shrine there, the intelligence department of the port Mafia had also been activated.

At the beginning, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought that Zhu Li was a spy sent by the enemy.

According to the usual style of Mafia at the port, the godly boy should have been sent to Sister Hongye's torture department long ago, enjoying the treatment of a day trip.

But who would have thought that the disappearance of the supernatural Alice who met the leader later involved the Ethan Club, which had been at odds with the port Mafia, and even the forces in North America.

Coupled with Zhongyuan Zhongya's hesitation, which he couldn't explain clearly, this matter was put aside.

It wasn't until the Yisen Club incident was resolved that Zhongyuan Zhong also saw the boy's file from the intelligence department.

God on Zhu Li,.

Born in Aomori, his father was unlucky, and his mother died of illness when he was 12 years old. Gokami Shuri rejected the adoption application of his mother's relatives and grew up alone in the shrine.

The strangest thing here is how the 12-year-old boy rejected the placement of the Japanese Children's Counseling Center, kept the shrine without mentioning it, and grew up with a complete education like a normal person.

After careful study here, it is all unclear.

The school the boy attended gave the answer that Shenshang Zhuli's distant relatives handled the admission procedures for him, but when asked about his name, he couldn't remember his specific appearance.

Just say, there is such a person in my impression.

To this day, Nakahara has also vaguely grasped a little truth through the boy's photo album and the creatures in the shrine where he lives.

This boy, Kamaka Shuri, was a child raised by many monsters.

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"Chuya, your miko, if this continues, it will be very bad."

In the Mafia dungeon at the port, the young man in the sand-colored coat said to Chuya, who was about to leave.

The back of the red-haired young man paused, turned around, and asked bluntly,

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Oh, oh, what a terrifying expression." Dazai Osamu shook his arm that was still aching after blocking the attack just now,

"Chuya, you now look like a wild beast whose cubs were taken away."

The red-haired young man ignored Dazai Osamu's sarcasm, and said coldly,

"Stop talking nonsense, what do you know."

"Well, for the sake of your kindness in telling me about 'Human-Tiger', let me show it once."

Osamu Dazai pinched the bottom line of Chuya Nakahara's patience, and said,

"That boy is a 'defective product' raised by creatures on the other side. Although I don't know why he came to Yokohama, but one day, he will be completely swallowed when he half-steps into the other side."

"Chuya, give you a kind suggestion, before this comes, keep a distance from him."

Even if it is the bond between the god and the priestess, your tolerance and affection for him are too strange.

Nakahara was also silent for a while, his cobalt blue eyes showed a dull blue in the backlit dungeon, the red-haired young man looked at Dazai Osamu with a gloomy expression, and suddenly sneered,

"I thought you were going to say something, Dazai, I'm a mafia."

No one can get away without paying a price after playing tricks on the Mafia.

Zhong Yuan also pressed down his hat, and glanced back at his past partner,

"Go away, I will let you go this time, and I will definitely kill you next time."

Zhong Yuan, who had gone far away, didn't know it, and his partner who was thrown into the dungeon showed a rather incredulous expression.

"Isn't it? Chuya, that guy, didn't realize it at this point?"

The kite-eyed youth first showed an expression of being forced to hug the dog, and then laughed out loud as if he had thought of something.

Oh oh oh, should it be said that it is the mafia? Even if you don't realize it, you still have a close eye on Xiaogou Hushi.

Hmm, he didn't want to remind the slug.

Really looking forward to their show.

Dazai thought in a good mood.

Well, but there might be an unexpected match between a crippled person and a crippled inhuman.

The author has something to say:

Known clues:

God on Zhu Li, file unlock

A mysterious boy who was raised by monsters

When I first came to Yokohama

Almost Got Sent Into Port Mafia Day Trip

can only say

Mr. Chuya Nakahara

Although he is sweet

But no matter what, he's still a mafia cadre.

Cough, but we rely on our strength

Dodged all kinds of BE lines!

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PS. We must enter the plot in the next chapter!Hold down the hand that writes more and more!

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