The goal is the Faculty of Medicine of Dongdae

Atsushi Nakajima, already in the half-human half-tiger shape, gritted his teeth and stared at Ryuhiko Shibusawa in front of him. Beside him, Izumi Kyoka was holding his mobile phone tightly, and there was a fierce-looking man who met halfway. Akutagawa who had no choice but to cooperate temporarily.

"Come on, show me one more time!" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko opened his arms, his eyes glistened with scarlet blood, he laughed wildly, the wind swirled around him, and the tattered clothes fluttered, "Then The incomparably dazzling brilliance of life."

"Come on, if you have the ability, kill me again!"

He laughed wildly, his laughter was extremely crazy.

Atsushi Nakajima's golden pupils that had turned into beasts stood up slightly, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead one after another.If you want to defeat this person in front of you, can the strength of the three of them really do it?The person in front of him is no longer a human being. With a human body, can he really defeat such a monster?

However, in the next second, Shibusawa Ryuhiko with the horn on his head was hit by some invisible force, he was sent flying, and fell heavily on the ruins of Kaisai.

who? !Atsushi Nakajima tensed his back suddenly, he subconsciously glanced at Akutagawa Ryunosuke over there, and found that the other party also had an extremely alert and confused expression, and the cloth of Rashomon spread behind him like a beast .There was no one around here, but the tiger's intuition was vibrating strongly in his brain. The beast-like intuition of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages warned him that there was an irresistible threat coming.

"Click, click..." The sound of the soles colliding with the ground.

They turned their heads subconsciously.

A strange pink-haired boy walked towards them. He looked very ordinary in student uniform, ordinary appearance, ordinary glasses, and ordinary expressionless face.But their eyes were all focused on the black-haired boy with his eyes closed tightly in the arms of the boy, who was all too familiar to them, the young master of Mafia at the port.

"You are..." Before Atsushi Nakajima could utter his words, he saw those lavender eyes passing by him calmly, his hair stood on end for a moment, and his nerves issued a strong warning in his brain.In the next second, he saw Akutagawa's Rashomon rushing out, aiming at the boy's throat.

The young man raised his hand with the palm facing outwards, and the ferocious beast stopped in front of him, as if it had hit a transparent barrier.Then, the evil beast was hit back in reverse, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke avoided it in time, avoiding the tragedy of being hit by his own supernatural ability.

[I'm not in the mood to waste time with you. 】

Saiki Kusuo hadn't lost his temper for a long time. Even though he had used the time flow to restore Morin Taro's body to the previous day, the other party was still unconscious, which made him even more irritable.

"Hahaha, another person who regained his supernatural power." Shibusawa Ryuhiko was still laughing wildly, "It's a pity that today you will all become the last glory of your life."

Saiki Kusuo lowered his eyes, behind the light green lenses, his eyes were cold and unmoving.

The air quickly suppressed.

Atsushi Nakajima was sweating coldly, and Izumi Kyoka beside him reacted faster, the knife was out of its sheath, but the hand holding the knife was trembling extremely rarely.

It was so terrifying, like a tyrannosaur whose reverse scale was touched, they were born to be suppressed by this extremely huge momentum, and even their body's reaction seemed to be sluggish.Compared with Shibusawa Tatsuhiko, this strange boy gave him a more inhuman feeling, especially the other party seemed to have given up even the disguise, revealing all his aura without any scruples.

【You are very noisy. 】

Kacha... As if being cut in half by an invisible knife, the supernatural power crystal in Shibusawa Ryuhiko's body was so easily crushed into powder, the expression on his face was still full of madness, his whole body was Like dust corroded by the wind, it quickly dissipated into pieces, and finally disappeared in the ruins.

It all happened between the electric light and the flint.

The pink-haired boy turned around, still holding the unconscious black-haired boy in his arms. He quietly watched the few people rushing over from there.

"Mr. Dazai?" Atsushi Nakajima called out in surprise, but Osamu Dazai who was standing with the detective agency over there gave him a rare order: "Come here, Atsushi-kun, and Kyoka."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke subconsciously cast his eyes on Osamu Dazai, but on the other side, standing behind Mori Ogai wearing a black coat and a red scarf, Nakahara Nakahara also gave him an order: "Come here, Akutagawa."

Saiki Kusuo watched the two parties staring at him blankly, and his eyes moved to the middle-aged man in the red scarf.

【What do you want to do, Mori Ogai. 】

"Although I am very grateful to Sai Mu-kun for taking me in, but in any case, pretending to be the leader of the port Mafia is not allowed even if I am in a parallel world."

Mori Ogai smiled and said, standing beside him was Alice with blonde hair and blue eyes.

Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency suddenly turned their attention to the boy with his eyes closed tightly in Saiki Kusuo's arms.

Atsushi Nakajima was shocked but lowered his voice subconsciously: "What? So he is not at all..."

"That's right, Ton-kun, it seems that he has indeed deceived all of us." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, his eyes were cold, "As expected of Mr. Mori from the parallel world, he is just as bad."

"Dazai-kun, you can be easily deceived by me in the parallel world, isn't it because you have damaged your brain too much by suicide?" Mori Ogai smiled and poked Dazai with words.

"Where is it, aren't Mr. Mori's subordinates all scammed by this guy? It's so pitiful, it almost became someone else's organization."

Osamu Dazai said in a melodious tone, the tone was like singing a song, which made Mori Ogai's smiling face unconsciously darken a few degrees.

【I'm just here to bring this guy back, your affairs have nothing to do with us. 】

"Wait a minute, who are you and what is your purpose in coming to Yokohama?"

Ango Sakaguchi, who arrived belatedly, came with the armed forces of the Supernatural Secret Service Division, forming a three-way encirclement.He pushed his glasses, ignored Dazai Osamu's sarcasm, and stared at this strange pink-haired boy.

"According to the regulations of the Supernatural Secret Service Section, new supernatural power users must be supervised by the Supernatural Special Service Section. I'm afraid we can't let you go."

Mori Ogai added with a smile: "Our port mafia also needs your explanation."

"The Armed Detective Agency will not allow outsiders to make trouble in Yokohama." Fukuzawa Yukichi said flatly. In any case, when facing outsiders, their three forces in Yokohama must unite.

The corner of Saiki Kusuo's mouth seemed to raise slightly in an extremely shallow arc.

Those eyes reflected the leaders of the three organizations in front of them, but they seemed to pass through their bodies lightly.

[Can you stop me? 】

As the indifferent words fell, the collapsed skeleton behind him was corroded by the invisible force at that moment, and became nothing.

No dust, no debris, as if it never existed.

And the pink-haired superpower still quietly stared at the guarded people in front of him with indifferent eyes, his eyes were empty.

[I don't care about your so-called battles, the three-hour plan, Yokohama, people with different abilities, I have no interest in these. 】

Saiki Kusuo didn't care about everything in this time and space, at worst he would go back in time and separate this troublesome time and space again.His sole purpose in coming here is to find his long-lost young boy, Morintaro.And now, his little Shuran was made into this way by the troublesome things caused by these troublesome guys. To some extent, Saiki Kusuo, who was extremely protective of his weaknesses, had endured to the extreme.

"Kusuo..."

A faint cry sounded, and Lin Taro, who was lying in the embrace of the superhuman, slowly opened his eyes, showing a faint smile: "Don't be angry, who made you angry, I'll teach him a lesson."

He stretched out his hand and patted Saiki Kusuo's shoulder comfortingly, stood up, and cast his eyes on the three organizations over there. His purple-red pupils were like glaciers frozen for tens of millions of years, and a pale chill flowed in his eyes .