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

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The constriction of the heart caused by the rapid loss of spiritual power, combined with the dull pain in the temple after being hit hard, almost made Shenshang Zhuli unable to breathe.

No, we must find a way.

Shenshang Zhuli numbly maintained the output of spiritual power, and the conversation between Rimbaud and Chuya came to his ears intermittently.

——"Suicide... supernatural life form, let it go..."

What did this man just say?

Suicide, who does he want to make commit suicide? !

The black-haired boy suddenly came back to his senses, and he suddenly looked at Chuya Nakahara, who was staring at him closely.

The ruby ​​pupils are opposite to the cobalt blue eyes, and the tacit understanding of life for many years makes it easy for Shenshang Shuri to read a certain threat from the eyes of the young man.

……

What are you kidding? !

What a joke—! ! !

Shenshang Zhu Li gritted his teeth hard, biting the tip of his tongue, and the heart blood full of spiritual power quickly spread in his mouth, and in an instant, the spiritual power of the black-haired boy returned to its peak state for a short time.

"You guy, just asked, why did I do this-"

Holding the Kagura bell, the black-haired boy raised his head and looked straight at Rimbaud.

"Yeah, why exactly? You are just a priestess, do you still want to sacrifice your life for the so-called god?"

Perhaps because he was sure of the final victory, Rimbaud talked to the black-haired boy generously.

"You don't understand at all—"

Shenshang Zhuli slowly stopped his back, he turned his head like he did countless times in the past, and smiled slightly at the red-haired boy.

The black-haired boy stared at his own god, and said as if promising,

"I'm a shrine maiden from Huangba, so it's only natural to protect my own god?"

boom--

A violent spiritual light exploded from the black-haired boy's body. The glaring white light forced Rimbaud to subconsciously half cover his eyes and retreat in embarrassment.

[Please God Lord, lend me a little strength. 】

Kagami Shuri raised the Kagura bell, it was a prayer posture——

He opened his lips to Rimbaud, and said softly, "Do you want to see the power of Rage God again?"

Rimbaud's eyes widened.

At the same time, a foreign consciousness spanned seven years of distant time and space. At this moment, the voice of the 22-year-old Zhongya Zhongyuan, who was several years later, sounded in Zhu Li's mind.

——[Come back, idiot Zhu Li.You, allow my gloomy filth...]

Shenshang Zhuli: "In the heaven of the four palaces and the land of the four palaces, I hold devout thoughts: faith and good and evil. Please come to my body and kill the evil spirits—"

The black and red lines followed the Kagura bell, climbed up Zhu Li's arm, and meandered all the way up, quickly covering the boy's exposed limbs and neck.

Shenshang Zhuli followed the voice in his head and read word by word,

"—You, allow me to be gloomy, and don't restore my awakening!"

Black flames ignited in Rimbaud's eyes. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the time when he went here with his partner to perform the mission eight years ago.

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Eight years ago, wars broke out in various countries around the world.

As the top ten people with supernatural powers, they formed an alliance, and each shot at the highest power center, forcing them to sit down and sign a peace treaty.

Two of the supernatural powers accepted the mission of the motherland one day.

This is still extremely dangerous-no rescue, no internal response, no rear support, just the two partners going to the East.

There, an anomalous force studied by the army must be brought back to the motherland.

This abnormality must not stay in the enemy country, otherwise it will definitely cause new disputes.

It doesn't matter, no matter how dangerous it is, they still have each other like partners and relatives. Therefore, no matter what kind of suffering they encounter and how long it takes, they must bring the mission goal back to the motherland.

——At least, one of them thinks so.

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The flame of Rage God passed through Rimbaud's heart, and Juri and Rimbaud fell to the ground at the same time.

The subspace of the old dock disappeared, and the spiritual power and enchantment that trapped Chuya in the Central Plains also dissipated, and the blue sky appeared again above everyone's heads.

"Zuri—!"

The ocher-haired boy rushed to the black-haired boy's side immediately.

And Osamu Dazai went to Rimbaud.

"Is there anything else you want to say, Lan Tang?" Osamu Dazai lowered his head and calmly asked the man who had lost his strength.

"So...is that so...Paul...you betrayed at the end..."

Rimbaud was lying on the ground, the brilliance of life faded from his eyes, he was lying in a pool of blood, and said intermittently,

"Zhongye, Jun, there is something..."

"what?"

- "Live."

Rimbaud seemed to have exhausted all his remaining strength, and said something softly.

Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Nakaya listened quietly. This is the recognition and blessing of human beings to the life that still exists before death.

Regardless of whether it is really a [human], but only from the outside, with the appearance of a human being, and the inner pursuit of an unquenchable desire to survive and seek reason, then what is the difference between such an existence and a [human] Woolen cloth?

Rimbaud closed his eyes. Before that, the long-lost warmth returned to his side again.

A gust of wind blew past their eyes, and the old dock returned to calm.

No one spoke again until Zhongyuan Zhong also grinned and grabbed a certain black-haired boy who was trying to slip away.

"Where are you going? Um? God on Zhuri."

The red-haired boy glared at Zhu Li viciously, with a rather bad expression on his face.

Shenshang Zhuli felt a chill down his spine, he raised his head in a click, unable to get over it, and met his little friend's murderous eyes.

God Zhu Li: "..."

Be cold, calm down, Zhu Li, you can do it!

The black-haired boy licked his dry lips, his eyes drifted away, and he didn't dare to look at his angry eyes,

"Well, look, look, Chuya-chan is investigating dangerous things without telling me, so...so we're even."

Zhu Li's voice became smaller and smaller, and Chuya's eyes became more and more fierce.

Finally, the godly young man who felt his head was about to be burnt by his eyes spread his limbs, and simply rolled into Zhongyuan Zhongya's arms,

"Ah, Chuya-chan is so fierce! My head, my head hurts so much, it's about to burst—"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The ocher-haired boy took a deep breath. Although he felt that this guy was lying, the scene just now was too scary, so he suppressed the unknown anger.

"We're going to the hospital now."

Kaba, Zhu Li's movement of hugging his head froze, and he covered his stomach as if nothing had happened and said,

"Ah, I'm so hungry. I want to eat oden. If I can't eat it, I will die. I will die from a headache."

"Where can I find you Kanto cooking now!"

Zhong also said angrily, "Go to the hospital first, and I will do it for you at home."

"I don't, I don't, I don't, I want to eat now, right away!"

"Hey, I'm going to pass out if I don't eat Oden made by Chuya-chan for 5 minutes or so! I'm going to pass out like a penguin short of water! Ah, is this the Sanzugawa—"

"you--"

Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched the veins all over his head, and with the greatest perseverance, restrained the urge to directly knock someone out.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai, who was leisurely watching the play, spoke,

"Well, after all, it's a prayer for a savior, so why don't you just go to the nearest convenience store, and I'll watch over you, Kamishang-kun."

"By the way, buy some first aid supplies."

"En!"

The black-haired boy stared at Chuya with sparkling eyes, and couldn't stop nodding.

The brown-haired boy stared at the black-haired boy for a long time, and finally he clenched his fists, a deep pleading hidden in his compromising tone,

"I know...stay here well, at least, until I come back."

Shenshang Zhuli also stared at Chuya, and replied with a smile,

"kindness."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep look at the black-haired boy, gritted his teeth and left. At the position where he turned around, there was a terrible crack on the ground.

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Dazai Osamu looked at Zhu Li until the figure of the red-haired boy was completely out of sight, and asked calmly,

"Is this okay? Trick him into leaving with a lie?"

"..."

The exaggerated smile disappeared from the face of God Zhu Li, he casually crossed his legs, the wrist resting on the calf, showing a translucent color in the sunlight,

"Well, I'm not very good at saying goodbye."

The black-haired boy propped his chin with one hand and sighed,

"Although I really want to talk more with Chuya-chan, for example, I really need to be more careful in the future, don't trust people too much, remember to do your homework well, the student status you finally got, it is really a loss not to go to university..."

"Also, I'm sorry, the promise of the summer festival can't be fulfilled."

But saying these words, Chuya-chan will cry.

Shenshang Zhuli was silent for a while, then took out a small wooden box from his bosom, and handed it to Osamu Dazai.

"This is?"

Osamu Dazai didn't reach out to pick it up, with an expression of waiting for an explanation.

Kamami Shuri kept submitting, and said, "Remember to give this to Oda, um, let's say it's for him and his future family members, it's very, very important."

"I have no way to say the extra words. I can only tell you that it must be handed over to him. The sooner the better."

Osamu Dazai seemed to understand something, he opened his eyes slightly,

"So it is, such a thing?"

"If this is the case, I really need [Disqualification in the World] to do it."

"Well, then I'll leave it to the bandage boy. Ah, and as a reward for saving my life, Chuya-chan will leave it to you a little later."

God Zhu Li said with a smile.

Hearing this, Osamu Dazai immediately showed a reluctant expression, "Ah, whoever wants to take care of that slug will know after a few more lessons..."

"Anyway, as long as you give me a hand, I'm counting on you, Dazai-kun."

The black-haired boy's tone became serious.

Osamu Dazai was quiet for a moment, but still stretched out his hand, and took the wooden box from the boy.

The moment the wooden box was released from Zhu Li's hands, it was like a signal, and the black-haired boy's body began to fade at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a phantom in the mirror, only a shallow layer on the ground.

"In the end... I still didn't get the oden with Chuya sauce in the end."

The black-haired boy lowered his eyes and said regretfully.

Just at the last moment when he was about to disappear, there was a heavy and huge landing sound outside the old dock.

Shenshang Zhuli turned his head in surprise, and at the end of his line of sight, there was a figure running towards him.

So he laughed, and waved at the galloping young man as if meeting him for the first time,

——"Come on, Zhongye-chan."

Under the sun, the boy who had been with him for seven years heard a small crack in his body, and disappeared from the summer in Zhongye, Central Plains like a firework.

The author has something to say:

Junior Zhong Ye: ... Goodbye, Zhu Li.

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Known clues:

god boy

Official return to the world line

before leaving

By the way, I have to explain to Osamu Dazai

Although Dazai boy is not happy

But for Odasaku's sake

still agreed

The godly boy originally planned to go back quietly

Naihe didn't expect Chuya-chan to run back

Finally, say goodbye

Well, our generation is really a real mother (feelings)

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PS. There will be a special episode in the next chapter, explaining the follow-up of the boy Zhongye

Then you can happily continue the world line!