After becoming a blood clan, he did everything possible to seek death

The two people who went out from Warehouse No. 11 one after the other kept silent. Ozzy's mood was a little complicated. He vaguely realized that Dazai might not be an ordinary person.

Not just in terms of IQ.

Osamu Dazai was the first such intelligent person he met.

But besides being clever, some characteristics exuded from Dazai made him even more frightened.

He thought that no one would describe another person's life and death calmly or with a joking tone.

Oz stole a glance back.

Dazai still maintained an indifferent attitude, following behind him with light steps, holding a book whose name could not be seen in his hand.

It didn't take long to walk from the deserted port to the city.

The blood race who walked into the crowd suddenly found that he was in such an environment, and he felt relieved.

I don't know if there are any activities held on the streets of Yokohama. In almost every family with children, the children have a rabbit balloon hanging on their hands.

The balloons are floating in the sky, and the children are smiling at the red-eyed cutie.

Even the roadside smells like sweet cakes.

Ozzy couldn't help but slow down his pace. From the corner of his vision, Dazai was still unaware, and squeezed into the crowd indifferently.

Perhaps it was because Ozzy who turned his head frequently was finally noticed by Dazai. When Ozzy turned his head again, Dazai looked away from his book, raised his eyelids, hid half of his face behind the book, and looked at him ahead of him. A few steps of blood.

"If you want to ask me a stupid question about why I followed you, this is the way back to the Ganghei Building. It's not that I followed you on purpose."

Oz patiently listened to him, and in this relaxing smell, he inexplicably gained some confidence that he could get along well with Dazai.

Ozzy simply turned around and looked at Dazai who hadn't grown tall yet: "Do you want to eat cake?"

Dazai obviously didn't make any movements, but it gave people a feeling that he stopped.

Oz asked again: "Cake, do you want some?"

He pointed to a shop not far away.

After all, Oz thought about it, and felt that it was better not to let Dazai decide this kind of thing.He simply approached Dazai, and when the other party wanted to retreat, he grabbed his wrist and led him towards the cake shop.

"You are different from other children, let me always ignore that you are still at an age where you should enjoy life as it should be."

"It just so happens that there are still some banknotes that were changed last time. What flavor do you want to eat? Strawberry? Chocolate? Or something else?"

Dazai did not struggle, but was led forward by Ozzy with an attitude that could not be called rejection. He looked down at Ozzy's hand with an unpredictable look in his eyes.

When they were about to enter the cake shop, he answered Ozzy's question slowly: "Crabmeat flavor."

Ozzy frowned and looked back at him: "There is no such smell—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the collision feeling from his calf.

The two bowed their heads together, and a girl in a skirt with two thongs fell down on the ground, and the balloon in her hand flew slowly into the sky as she let go.

Dazai's reaction was quick, he reached out and grabbed the balloon string, while Ozzy squatted down to check the girl's legs.

The little girl who ran so fast was so full of joy that she didn't even notice the two adults in front of her, so she bumped into Ozzy's body.

Seeing that the little girl was not injured, but instead looked helplessly at the balloon in Dazai's hand, Ozzy couldn't help but cry.

The source of the dumbfounding was that he saw that Dazai didn't seem to have the intention of returning the balloon to the little girl.

Oz cleared his throat: "Dazai?"

Osamu Dazai regained his senses, stretched out his index finger, let the balloon string wrap several times around his knuckles, raised his eyebrows and said, "Whoever picks it up will own it."

The little girl who heard the words was crying, and tears seemed to be coming out of her eyes immediately.

Ozzy sighed helplessly, "Shall I buy it for you again?"

Osamu Dazai pretended to be thinking, shook his head for a while, and rejected Ozzy's proposal quite badly.It wasn't until he saw Ozzy go to comfort the little girl helplessly that he stretched out his hand like alms, and handed to Ozzy the balloon rope that had been knotted around his hand some time ago.

Ozzy understood, sighed, got up and approached Dazai, and rescued his fingers from the slender rope.

Dazai looked down at Ozzy's movements, and suddenly snorted for a while, and walked forward on his own.

After taking back the beloved balloon, the girl thanked Oz in a low voice, turned around hesitantly before leaving, and asked, "Does that brother also want balloons?"

Oz was taken aback for a moment, remembering Dazai's unpredictable reaction, he temporarily chose to nod.

The little girl blinked, two dimples appeared on her face: "It's right in front! Mr. Big Bear is giving rabbit balloons to obedient children!"

After that, she waved to Ozzy, turned around and left happily.

Oz squinted his eyes and looked forward, and there was indeed a faint shadow of a teddy bear not far away.

Do you want to give Dazai a balloon too?

While he was still hesitating, a man with a hat passed by.

The ordinary-looking man put his hands in his pockets and held a balloon string in his hands, but the balloon staggered behind the man due to a leak.

The moment the man and Ozzy passed sideways, time seemed to slow down, and Ozzy's gaze involuntarily and slowly focused on the man's face.

The surroundings seem to have fallen into a sudden silence, and even the people passing by seem to have become phantoms. None of them noticed the person who passed by at the moment but looked at each other.

The flat balloon passed by Ozzy's chest. The rabbit's eyes were blood red, and its ears were crumpled and collapsed around its mouth. For some reason, someone drew an inverted triangle on the corner of its crooked mouth.

Like fangs.

The man squinted at Ozzy, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, whether it was because of the happy atmosphere at the moment, or because of something else.

And when he looked away, the smile deepened.

Both of them remained strangely silent until the man stopped behind Ozzy.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The sighing tone made Ozzy subconsciously clenched his fists. If he was not sure about the identity of the man just now, he is now completely sure that this person is Mumai Tsuji!

Ozzy had no time to think about other things, the magic power on his body drove his clothes and hair tips, and he felt light all over in a moment, jumped up amidst the force of the wind and the loud exclamation of the crowd, and walked away towards Wu Mi direction to chase.

Wu Mi led Ozzy through various streets and alleys or in uninhabited places. Whenever he sensed that Ozzy wanted to attack him, he turned around and ran to crowded places, relying on Ozzy not wanting to hurt others And unscrupulous.

When they gradually moved away from the street that was celebrating something, Wu Mi waved his sleeves and stopped in a deserted place.

The ghost king, who couldn't see the passage of time on his face at all, now smelled strangely light. He looked relaxed, and he took out a long pillar-like object when he raised his hand.

Wu Mi held it in his hand, twirled a few tricks, then leaned on the ground like a crutch, and smiled at Oz: "You are not surprised to see an old friend, but it is, like How can you be surprised by a monster like you who can live for thousands of years."

The rather sarcastic words did not make Ozzy feel angry. Tanjiro's companions once told him that he could not step into the rhythm of the enemy at any time, so he just looked at Wu Mi calmly and replied: "First, I am not I can live for tens of thousands of years, and I have the eternal life you are after."

"Second," Oz held his hand empty, the magic drove the wind to hover in his palm, the invisible air formed a long sword, distorted the surrounding scenery, and pointed the sword formed by the wind at Wu Mi's Eyebrow, "Second, I hate being called a monster by a monster."

As soon as the words fell, Ozzy quickly turned into a phantom, and the hem of his clothes floated in the air before showing a tendency to fall. Before he breathed, he had already arrived in front of Mumai Tsuji.

The invisible long sword collided with the long pillar in Wu Mi's hand, and fierce sparks burst out instantly.

The colliding weapons caused a blast of air, blowing the surrounding leaves into the sky.

Wu Mi grabbed the weapon in his hand tightly. It could be seen that he was struggling under Oz's hands, and even his forehead had a vein burst out, but even so, he still had a smile on his face.

The two pairs of murderous eyes looked at each other.

Wu Mi: "Do you think you can kill me with just this kind of thing in your hand?"

Ozzy increased the strength of his hand, and his eyes became fierce.

Unable to resist, Wu Mi took a half step back, and continued: "You should have met my new subordinate, but you still don't know the relationship between him and the child beside you."

"His name is Dazai Osamu, right? He looks so harmless, but he killed my poor subordinate and then usurped his position with others."

"Do you think that if they meet, will my subordinates succeed in revenge, or will the boy be able to escape by luck?"

Dazai!

Ozzy's pupils trembled.

At the moment when Ozzy was distracted, Wu Mi found this opportunity.

Before Oz's eyes, Wu Mi pulled out a knife from the long pillar.

The pitch-black blade was full of blood, and it easily broke through the protective layer surrounding Ozzy.

A deep and long wound appeared in Ozzy's abdomen, forcing him to jump back, away from Wu Mi's attack range.

Seeing this scene, Wu Mi finally laughed out loud: "Are you familiar? This knife."

Oz covered his abdomen and lowered his eyes, the blood stained his clothes red and dripped to the ground along his fingertips.

That is his weapon.

In the past, Tanjiro obtained this knife for Ozzy that can kill demons. This knife should be stored somewhere with Tanjiro's, but now it was taken by Onimai Tsuji.

Wu Mi continued: "Do you want to get it back?"

Ozzy's hand tightened, but quickly relaxed.

He took a deep breath and dissipated the invisible sword in his hand.

"You never do things you are not sure of. Since you are willing to show this hole card, it means that you have a way to continue to take it away."

"Wu Mi, you are just trying to hold me back."

At this point, Wu Mi's smile finally faded away.

"Your subordinates want to take revenge and get out of the way, so you deliberately lured me here."

Wu Mi: "Sure enough, you are still as sharp as before. I am a little curious. That young man seems to have an unusual relationship with you?"

"Don't touch him, this is a piece of advice." Ozzy's voice cooled down, and the wind around him stopped completely, but a shocking air pressure gradually emerged in the area centered on him.

After saying that, Ozzy put his fingers together, and sparks shot out from his fingertips.He raised his hand and flicked it easily in the air, distorting the space and forming a dark passage.

This is the space magic mastered by Ozzy, which can lead to any place he wants to go.

"Next time we meet, I'll kill you."

After all, Oz didn't look at Wu Mi's reaction, and stepped into the passage.

He had to rush to Dazai's side immediately, even though he knew that there was nothing in the world that could kill Dazai, but he still couldn't stop worrying about the young man who was going to die.

he must-

Streets of Yokohama.

A sudden attack leaves the joyous streets covered in blood.

There are gravel and blood everywhere, as well as zombies wandering the street.

No one knows where they came from, nor why they came here suddenly.

Before the police force arrived, many innocent people had already lost their lives.

Osamu Dazai was standing in a pool of blood. Not far behind him, a girl was covering her mouth and weeping softly. If Ozzy were here, he would definitely recognize her as the girl whose balloon was taken away by Dazai.

The boy whose arm was sliced ​​open by the scythe didn't seem to feel any pain, and even had a slight enjoyment on his expression.

"Are you here to kill me? What a generous and benevolent person, if you can take me away, please do it as much as you want."

"But I will only give you one chance, if you can't kill me..." Dazai grinned with ferocious eyes, "Then I will invite you, the former leader, to disappear forever."

The author has something to say:

I don't know why when I was writing this chapter, I was suddenly so handsome by these two people.

I will post a little bit of sugar in the next chapter, you may need to taste it carefully 23333

Then about the update, because tomorrow is June [-]st, the candy will have a little relationship with June [-]st (equivalent to congratulations?) So after the update is completed, it will not be updated until Wednesday (sorry!!!!

The frequency of updates will be stable in the future! ! ! !

Finally, um, it’s the end of the month, those white liquids of the babies are about to expire, can you throw some at others QUQ