Big guys are my vests

"Damn it." The filth around the Central Plains became more and more conspicuous, almost solidified.

The white tiger's hostility towards Chuya of the Central Plains was far greater than that of the children, and the tiger's tail slammed the ground violently, kicking up waves of dust.

The sharp fangs warned Chuya Nakahara that this was a battle between him and Atsushi Nakajima, and he was not allowed to intervene.

"A stupid slug." Osamu Dazai threw away the apple he took a bite out of, "Bah bah, it's really unpalatable."

Standing in the shadows, he merged with the darkness in the blind area of ​​vision. Seeing that Atsushi Nakajima was safe and Nakahara Nakaya was restrained, he turned and left.

In a place where everyone has no time to take care of, there is a constant reaction of rejection between Disqualification in the World and Long Yan, and the singularity is secretly brewing.

With the movement of Osamu Dazai, the fog in Yokohama became unbalanced and biased.

Turning a corner, Osamu Dazai realized that there was a tail behind him.

Through the reflection of the street lamp illuminating the puddle, he saw the white hair flashing, it was "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko".

Was this discovered earlier?Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, his eyes lit up a little.

Not bad, this life has become smarter.

Soon he arrived at the place he had agreed with Fyodor, and in the blink of an eye, Osamu Dazai had a slightly confused look on his brows.

"You're here." Fyodor looked down at him.

A child with a stomach full of bad water, but currently too immature to be used.

"Can the white mist kill Mr. Mori?" Osamu Dazai looked up at him, the white light from the street lamp shone in his eyes, making his pupils look like cheap glass balls.

Now that he has not really made a name for himself in Mori Ogai, age and appearance are his best protection.

Lo and behold, he just sent a little signal, and the Russians were automatically hooked.

Dazai suppressed the indifference in his eyes and followed Fyodor.

"Of course." Fyodor didn't care about a small doctor in the port mafia. The so-called promise was just a means to lure Osamu Dazai.

Dead plug.

As the origin of Yokohama White Mist, the arrival of Osamu Dazai completely ignited the introduction of the singularity.

Wisps of mist form cirrus clouds, and the central point is Osamu Dazai.

the other side.

Under the influence of the transfer student, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko appeared to be "Kuroro" in reality, and he lightly pressed the invisible communicator in his ear.

"Have you noticed? The singularity is forming."

"We are a cooperative relationship, and this alone can't support your guess." Shibusawa Ryuhiko frowned, he couldn't appear in front of Ai, he could only hide in the dark and observe the situation.

With the help of Nakajima, there is no possibility of death.

Why can't the supernatural power of the ochre-haired boy be separated by the white mist, and the mouse in the dead house didn't get the information?

Is it true that as "Krollo" said, Fyodor didn't intend to let him get the "Moon Beast" from the very beginning?

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko was shaken.

"Go back to witness his betrayal." Tsukimi Riko finished speaking, took out the invisible communicator in his ear, crushed it and threw it aside.

He pushed open the door of the lock, and sure enough, the Russian was sitting at a round table with a plate of red apples and some scattered candies on the table.

And another person who shouldn't be involved - Dazai Osamu, bent his eyes at "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko".

Osamu Dazai, who has lived through two lives, can't help but marvel at the magic of fate.

The thread of fate went round and round and returned to the original point.

What's next?Osamu Dazai rested his chin and tilted his head to look at "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko".

The first self was stabbed by Shibusawa Ryuhiko, and then Fyodor killed Shibusawa Ryuhiko...

But what does all this have to do with 11-year-old "Osamu Dazai"?

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's only function was to form a singularity for Fyodor, after that, he should die.

As for myself...

Osamu Dazai glanced at the candy, reached out to pick one, unwrapped it and put it in his mouth.

Repulsively sweet, mixed with stale poison.

It is estimated that Fyodor didn't expect that the poison he handed down would really come in handy, which saved him the time of provoking Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to kill Dazai Osamu.

The last hidden danger took the initiative to die, okay, okay, you can look away, Fei Jia~

Osamu Dazai shook his calf, quietly waiting for the poison to take hold, and concentrated on enjoying the good show in front of him at the VIP seat.

"Who is he?" Tsukimi Rito glanced at Osamu Dazai, knowingly asked.

"A person with an invalid supernatural ability." Fyodor saw the faint irritability in his eyes, and knew that "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" understood the failure of the plan.

But what failed was only the opponent's plan.

"Shibusawa Tatsuhiko"'s eyes were flushed with anger, "Chuya Nakahara's ability cannot be extracted, and Atsushi Nakajima is still alive."

"The information of the rat in the house of death is wrong. The ability that guides the desire of all supernatural beings is not the beast under the moon. It is the Ai in his body. You have seen it, haven't you?"

Atsushi Nakajima is the key to the book, Fyodor can't let him die here, and Ai's appearance made him go back by mistake.

He stood up and caught a glimpse of Dazai Osamu lying on the table dying of poisonous hair from the corner of his eye.

"But I have prepared another gift for you." Fyodor stared at the blue crystal rising from Osamu Dazai's thin body, meaning.

"The only collection is not there, no matter how much you collect, it's meaningless - I will get the beast under the moon." Ritsu Tsukimi insisted on looking at the crystal.

When the disqualification in the world was about to fall into Long Yan's class, a sudden change occurred.

The singularity of the ability was completely formed, and the huge storm rolled up the hunting wind, blowing away his robe,

Tsukimi Riko couldn't help but be attracted by the singularity, "That's... the singularity of the power..." His whisper was scattered in the strong wind.

"I'll tell you how to get around Ai now and get Moon Beast..." Seeing "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko"'s attention shifting, Fyodor walked towards him step by step.

"What is it?" Yue Jian Risu turned his eyes again, and the pretense in his eyes faded a lot.

Calculating the time, Shibusawa Tatsuhiko should be here too.

Squeak——The door of Kaisai was pushed open by his real master.

Tatsuhiko Shibusawa, who looks Kuroro, did not pay much attention to Fyodor when he arrived.

Rather, "Krollo" arrived later than he expected.

"It's yours——" Fyodor stepped forward, suddenly pulled out a small knife from his sleeve, and stabbed it into the heart of "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko".

"After your death, you will no longer be bound by force, and you will break free from the cycle."

Tsukimi Riko had expected it long ago, raised his hand to block the tip of the knife, and leaned back in an instant, causing a visual difference.The knife still sank into his chest, but he secretly avoided the vital point.

A large amount of blood gushed out one after another, soaking through his white clothes.

The real Shibusawa Tatsuhiko stood firm in the face of the farce. Until now, the naked truth forced him to believe that the Russians who had cooperated for many years had betrayed him from the very beginning.

[Target's trust in the tester is 30.00% five, the proof of unlocking human beings. 】

Proof of human beings—a seal is created, and the action of manipulating the puppet can be imprinted on the puppet, and it is impossible to issue overly complicated orders to it. *

[Target has 50.00% trust in the tester, and unlocks the ability of God's Left Hand and Demon's Right Hand. 】

The left hand of the god and the right hand of the devil - the left hand touches the object, and the right hand can copy the exact same thing.Life forms cannot be copied, but fixed biological appearances can be copied. *

"Haha—haha——" Seeing the ability to unlock, Tsukimi Riko burst into tears from laughter, and her arrogant voice blew in the wind.

Viscous malice surged in Fyodor's eyes, "What are you laughing at?"

I saw "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" fell to the ground with a "bang" on his back as if giving up, he raised his right arm and poked his fingertips slightly.

Not begging, more like waiting for something.

"He can't save you." Fyodor looked coldly at "Krollo" who stepped into the storm step by step, tearing away his expectations.

No one responded.

"Kurolo"'s fingers touched the fingertips of "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko", and the moment the skin touched, "Kurolo"'s face faded cleanly from top to bottom like paint melted under high temperature, revealing astringent Sawa Tatsuhiko's scarlet pupils.

The same was true for "Shibusawa Tatsuhiko" on the ground, the camouflage faded, and the cross on the forehead of "Krollo" pierced Fyodor's sight.

Tsukimi Ritsu lifted up the broken hair on his forehead with bloody hands, his handsome face was dyed bright red, as if he had fallen into the sky.

"Ahem, Fei Jia, a little surprise."

He casually wiped away the coughed up blood, only finding the shattered expression on Fyodor's face extremely amusing.

Tsukimi Riko supported himself and staggered up, when he passed by Shibusawa Ryuhiko, he whispered softly: "I won."

Behind the three of them, Osamu Dazai bit the antidote in his mouth, and his kite-colored pupils were filled with a deep coldness.

Who is he?