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"..."

He said, non-human...?

"Why, don't you mean Mr. Deep Sea doesn't want to know about this?"

Orihara Lin also casually took out a piece of paper from the stack of documents he brought, flipped it back and forth a few times with his fingers nimbly, and folded a paper airplane with a simple folding method.

Then he squinted one eye in a very childlike, or very childlike way, and raised the paper airplane to aim at someone around him.

I don't know why, but I always feel that the tip of the "nose" of the paper airplane in his hand is always aimed at me horizontally.

"I'm very curious. Is there really anything other than humans in this world?"

When Orihara Rin also said this, his tone was like a junior high school girl who hadn’t entered the society sharing a little secret with her best friend, nervous and full of leaps,

"For example, in the legend, the goblins who only live in Linquan Mountain and don't care about world affairs; or the angels and demons that only appear on church murals—"

When he said this, he suddenly let out a "whoosh" in his mouth, imitating the sound of shooting an arrow, and then threw the paper airplane in his hand aside without looking at it.

The white paper toy freely drew a semi-circular arc in midair, and landed lightly and smoothly on a small round table for two next to it.

It was the table where Jelena and the others were sitting.

I'm not surprised that Orihara Rin can also spot the two of them, after all, this man is so keen that he can spot the tracking technique invented by Dazai just by relying on his five senses and intuition without any special training.

Especially for Jelena and the others, there is no need to cover up their presence, I will only feel strange if they are not discovered.

What really shocked me—strictly speaking, this was the first time I seriously remembered this man and the name "Oriya Rinya"—was the second half of his sentence,

"And, I don't know whether it's tyrannical or holy, and I don't know whether to love humans or hate humans—"

As if... No, just looking at the meaningful eyes he kept staring at me, I know that this man is definitely prolonging his tone here on purpose,

"—A god who can create, no, destroy the world."

Orihara Lin also picked up the drink in front of him. In the café, the soft and warm light with a modern design hangs from the ceiling to mid-air, coating the dark blue and nearly purple liquid around his cup of drink like a god in the evening. The gorgeous Phnom Penh of falling clouds.

Orihara Rin also raised his cup, and with his dark red eyes and dark blue liquid, he taunted and questioned me across the semi-circular card table - he gave me a respectful respect from afar.

"I'm really, really curious."

"What kind of existence is that non-human monster?"

"!"

I moved my hand, wanting to drink some water from my cup, but suddenly felt a tingling pain in my palm.

When I looked down, I realized that I didn't know when my hands were clenched into fists, and I even scratched my palms with such force.

I silently stared in a daze at the small half-moon-shaped wound on my palm pinched out by my nails.The tiny blood thread probed quietly, trying to slowly ooze itself on the skin, but before it could do so, it was stopped by the body's own blood coagulation function.

When you are hurt, you will bleed, and when you are sad, you will cry.

No matter how you look at it, I, "Deep Sea King", should be just a very normal ordinary human being - having supernatural powers is quite special, but there are obviously not a few humans with supernatural powers in this world.

I heard my voice say, "Not human? Do you still want to tell me that [Group] they are looking for monsters in picture books? That's really like a joke that children say when playing house."

Looking at Orihara Rinya's appearance, it was obvious that he already knew something.

But I think I keep this secret very well:

Trying to control the instinct that may go berserk at any time during the battle;

Try to control yourself not to hate sinful human beings too much;

Even if you go out to drink with your colleagues, you must always remind yourself not to get really drunk and cause your abilities to lose control.

Besides, there is Dazai.

To this day, Osamu Dazai himself, who is so wise and close to demons and so hard to guard against, is still hanging above his head for me, Damocles who warns "Deep Sea Capital" like a divine law not to repeat the same mistakes and reproduce the disasters of the past sword.

When we faced each other by the river two years ago, the boy with the kite eyes seemed to be looking at me from the abyss. The look in his eyes that was about to be swallowed up by the darkness because of loneliness and loneliness seemed to be a root that pierced deep into the bottom of my heart. Like the barbs of meridians and blood vessels, it always reminds me:

If I don't turn [the essence of "Deep Sea Capital"] into a secret that I will guard for the rest of my life until I bring it to the grave, then what Master Bai Lan did back then will very likely be repeated in this world that I love.

I have never dared to underestimate the madness and persistence of human beings.

I looked at Rinya Orihara, who was still raising his glass, smiled at him under his puzzled expression, and held up my own juice——then bumped into Oda Tsukuru who was next to me with a puzzled expression.

"Why?" Oda asked a little strangely.

"There's no reason, Odasaku, it's just that I simply don't want to clink glasses with Orihara-san."

"That's it."

Hearing this, the red-haired man raised the ceramic coffee cup in front of him, and then touched my juice cup in an extremely inconsistent style. The background sound was the information dealer muttering "Ah—that's too much".

That's it.

The painful time of a drowning person who was in constant panic, as if he was swept into the deep sea, looking at the sea but still unable to reach it with his hands, has gone away from me today, two years later, like a nightmare after waking up.

In my opinion, the current Dazai is still hanging in the air, making me feel nervous all the time with the sword of Damocles.

But at the same time, he is also my important family member, trustworthy companion, and close friend——

And one of the "emergency devices" I set up for myself in case I really lose control someday.

But Dazai can't let Dazai know about the last point.

After all, that mackerel didn't learn the slightest bit of kindness and good temper from his teacher, but copied that bit of carelessness to ten percent.

I took a sip of the juice and restrained the smile on my face.

However, if I have never seen Mr. Chuya, who is also a wild god, and Mr. Celty, the headless horseman who is pursued and infatuated, I am afraid that Orihara Rinya's few intentional hints, It can hit my dead point in an instant.

But now that I hear such words, apart from the sudden shock and the killing intent that surges in my heart like a tide, it has no provocative effect to make "Shen Haijing"'s mood swings out of control.

Compared with "What should I do now that Orihara Lin also found out my secret", I am more concerned about how he knew this secret.

I don't think I've shown any signs.

After all, in the past two years, not to mention Dazai, even Mr. Nakaya, who is in a similar situation to me, has not noticed any clues.

So did someone tell him, or Orihara Rin also found out through some channels?

……

"Goblins, demons, and gods? It sounds interesting, but what the Nibro Company is looking for has nothing to do with our mafia, right?"

The adjutant sitting next to me gave this answer to Orihara Rinya's so-called "apology gift".

Oda Saku's character is quite calm, even now when expressing his own doubts, his demeanor and tone of speech will not fluctuate too much.

Because he held a gun all the year round, his big dry and generous hands smelled of gunpowder smoke, and pressed heavily on the top of my head with a reassuring temperature.

That pair of azure blue, which is completely different from Mr. Nakaya's arrogance and arrogance, caught my eyes at this moment. His eyes seemed to remind me not to lose my temper, and seemed to comfort me not to be nervous.

Then Oda Saku turned back and looked at Orihara Rinya who was curiously looking at the interaction between us, "It's working time now, and the purpose of Kei and I coming to Tokyo on this business trip is to hunt down [Dead The head of the House Mouse is just one person."

"I see, [Combination] is no longer able to arouse the interest of the port mafia?"

The most evil intelligence agent in Shinjuku showed a malicious smile, and then he turned his head to look at me,

"Does Mr. Deep Sea think so too? After all," he paused pretending to be mysterious, "I thought you would be interested in these things."

"Of course the work is the most important thing."

I dealt with it casually, feeling the aggrievedness and irritability that had just been appeased by Oda Tsukuru, and the gradually expanding murderous thoughts surged from my heart again, so I had to use a fork to cut open the mango that was just served in front of me.This slightly sour and sweet taste is always good to soothe the soul, especially the anger of being slighted.

In private, Odasaku always keeps me from eating too many desserts.

He said that although the cake is delicious, if I don't know how to control it, others will not be able to bear the price of toothache for me in the future.

This sentence is indeed very reasonable.

There must be moderation in everything.If you are chasing [cake/unknown] too uncontrollably, no one can replace your [toothache/punishment]

Didn't Adam and Eve, the ancestors of mankind, be kicked out of Eden, the Paradise where they lived, because they were too suspicious and curious?

"Hey, Mr. Shen Hai can have some fun after work—"

Hey, let's kill Orihara Rin.

If Dazai hadn't spent so much trouble before, looking for foreign aid and meeting the leader, insisting on saving his life, I would have made this person never be able to seduce people like this again.

Just ignore the leader's order and Dazai's plan, just kill Orihara Rinya in this store, and let him take my secret and bury him in the ground in silence...

"Shut up."

Odasaku opened his mouth and directly interrupted Orihara Rinya's words, and at the same time interrupted my action of drawing out a gun and shooting the person in front of me.

He casually took the cake fork from my plate.

Next, I could only see a silver streamer flashing in front of my eyes, and with a bang, the fork quickly brushed against Orihara Rinya's annoying face, leading him The fur-trimmed hood on the jacket was nailed deeply to the wooden partition behind the deck.

"—"

Orihara Rinya's face suddenly showed a dull blank.

"Human patience has a limit. Although I can't understand the hints in the words, you are really provoking my boss, intelligence dealer."

Odasaku put down the hand that just threw the fork, frowned and said indifferently - it was the first time I heard him address someone in such an impolite way, "You may have misunderstood the Mafia, thinking that we all He's a good guy who follows the rules."

"...Ha, I didn't say that—"

"The one next to me is a reserve cadre who is highly regarded by the leader. If it is him, even if he violates the order of the leader, he will kill you right here,"

Odasaku ignored the intelligence dealer in front of him who was trying to defend himself. This hard-hearted man, who was completely unmoved by any cuteness, paused for a while, as if he was thinking about his words, "When I go back to the headquarters, at most I will He was punished with a whip."

"But you, you already lost your life."

The author has something to say:

Resuming normal updates starting today, I think I can do it! [If you are going to talk, you will also ask for leave in the speech, thank you

Thank you again for your perseverance. I’m really sorry I haven’t responded to comments in the past two days. I’ll go back when I wake up [Bow]

In the past two days, I revised the previous outline and found many shortcomings of myself.

How should I put it, from the time when I had no food and ate my own leg meat, now I feel that it is time to learn how to write essays. It has really changed a lot.

感谢在2020-05-1511:39:41~2020-05-1707:58:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!