I, Zhongli, wander the world

Zhongli knew very well that although [Dazai Osamu] seemed so wide-hearted that he only knew how to suck dragons during the day-long relationship, no matter what, he was still the one who used iron and blood methods to suppress the forces in Yokohama, and even took over the port. The head of the Mafia expanding to all of Japan.

As long as the heavy identity of "port mafia leader" is on him, he will not be able to get rid of it.His every word and deed and even a small daily hobby have to be covered up in every possible way, so how can he relax his strictness on himself just because the object is himself in the main world?

Those who inquired about the mafia who came to assassinate, and the affiliated world [Akutagawa Ryunosuke] who wanted to find his sister, were not only the child's silent inquiry, but also a well-known temptation.

Will Mr. Zhongli scold me for doing such a thing?

Will Mr. Zhongli protect me like he protects "I" in the main world?

Will Mr. Zhongli treat me and "I" as two different individuals?

That child is so cautious and full of contradictions. He hopes that his husband who belongs to "himself" in his mind will give him the same affection, but he does not want himself to be a substitute for "himself" and have almost the same affection as a copy.

That being the case... let's use some extraordinary means.

This is part of the reason why Zhong Li, after realizing that someone wanted to kidnap him, not only did not resist, but pushed the boat along.

And the effect of doing so is obviously quite significant.

"Hey, calm down." Sitting in the co-pilot [Nakahara Chuya] looked through the rearview mirror at the rear row of [Dazai Osamu] with a gloomy expression, "As long as those people are not really brainless idiots, they will be Until Hong Kong and Hei get enough benefits, Mr. Zhongli... will be fine."

[Osamu Dazai] He raised his eyelids wearily, only then did he realize that the bandage on his face had been removed at the request of Mr. Xiao earlier, and his mood was unavoidably worse.

"Ah, I know, of course I know." He said in a tone that was so indifferent that there were almost no ups and downs, "It's because I know..."

Of course, Mr. Zhongli will not be in any danger, but those fool kidnappers need to worry about their own safety. 【Osamu Dazai】The real worry is naturally not whether those idiots have been petrified.

He knew very well that this was Mr. Zhongli's response to him.

Just like the litmus whose meaning of the inscription in it was not known until after inquiring.The shrunken gentleman is trying to tell him: [Your existence is already a miracle of this world. 】

But it is because you are so tolerant that I don't know what to do...

[Osamu Dazai] He closed his eyes abruptly, and when he opened them again, he had already suppressed all the surging emotions in his eyes.

"Chuya, contact the intelligence department, use all available means to find Mr. Zhongli's trace in the shortest possible time." [Osamu Dazai] said softly, after [Zhongyuan Zhongya] responded, he went on Added a sentence: "Treat this as a positive provocation against the port mafia, all kidnapping related persons, life or death."

"Yes."

Until this moment, the young leader who had been acting as gentle and harmless as a cat in front of Mr. Xiao really showed his predatory minions.

As the leader's orders were carried out layer by layer, this behemoth named "Port Mafia" was like a beast awakened in the dark, and it slowly started to operate without any doubt.

At the same time, in the main world, the battle has entered a fierce stage.

Osamu Dazai picked up the gravel flying towards him with a single shot, shuttled between the rocks with nimble steps, and quickly approached the white-haired supernatural being standing on the top of the stone man, and when he was about to arrive, he was suddenly protruded by a huge Blocked by stones, he had to retreat to avoid the attack.

"It's really troublesome..." Even though he had expected it, Osamu Dazai still smacked his lips in displeasure.

For most ability users, his nullification ability [Disqualification in the World] is like a nemesis, plus his strength value that has been mentioned now, to be honest, except for the top one, it can make Dazai Osamu There are very few who are helpless.

But few doesn't mean none.

Just like the inhuman bodies of the bloodhounds who have been surgically transformed, just like the "co-phagia" ability user who mixed the virus into the blood so that the "disqualification in the world" can't take effect at all, or like the manipulating earth and stone in front of him White-haired supernatural being.

Ivan Goncharov, the name the other party told him when he introduced himself just now, the name of the supernatural ability is [Cliff]. Judging from the current appearance, it is the ability to manipulate rocks and sand.

If Osamu Dazai had the opportunity to touch the opponent, this ability would be instantly nullified, but if the opponent kept guarding against him, then his influence on these supernatural rock creations would be quite limited.

After all, those stones were only manipulated and combined by the other party, rather than created out of thin air with supernatural powers. He could neutralize the supernatural power of manipulating the rocks, but he couldn't nullify the solid rock that had been pressed against his head.

"That 'Majin-kun' really found an ability user with targeted restraint. He always threw big rocks on my head because he was specially told to do so." Osamu Dazai, who was almost covered by the broken rock again He patted the sand and stones from his hair, "But since it's so strictly guarded against death, it means at least I didn't look for the wrong place."

When Gojo Satoru was recruited, it was on their way to track down the human-shaped curse spirit. Now, in the information location of "the location of the co-devouring power user" provided by Bram, it is also full of people who have been transformed by that curse spirit. mutant humans.

"You're right, that coward is indeed here." A silky and depressing crazy voice sounded from above his head, Dazai Osamu sighed helplessly, and skillfully dodged to the side, the place where he was standing was indeed covered by a huge Rock hit.

"—But, but, you have no chance." Goncharov, standing on top of the rock man, smiled strangely, "You can't defeat the master, and I won't give you the possibility to cross this line of defense. Sex, you can only watch your companion die with despair, adding a little bit of inconspicuous whining to the ideal world of the master."

"Ah, how sad, how...happy."

He was clearly telling cruel things, but the man had a morbid smile on his face. Osamu Dazai glanced over the bandage on the man's head, and then showed an expression of pretending to be enlightened.

"Your tissue has been removed." The black-haired young man smiled gently, "If the tissue that perceives pain is cut off, only false happiness will be left in life, but in contrast, it will decline. Immunity and various complications, as well as a very high risk of dementia... Your 'master' would rather choose this method with endless troubles than appease your pain, does he deserve your respect?"

"...Master's deeds are of course incomprehensible to people like you." The corners of Goncharov's exaggeratedly raised mouth dropped slightly, "Ah, I understand, it is precisely because there are bugs like you in the world, That's why the master's ideal cannot be realized. If I kill you here..."

"As long as I think of the scene where the master praises me, I will be extremely happy!!"

Following his crazy words, the boulder in the hands of the rock giant slapped Osamu Dazai like a fly at the same time.

"Hey, hey, I knew it was unreasonable to talk to fanatics." Osamu Dazai, who was shrouded in the shadow of the boulder, spread his hands helplessly, and then smiled again.

"However, enough time."

The black-haired youth straightly stretched out his hand towards the boulder that was being slapped, and at the same time, a huge roar came from far and near.

"Ah, that's right." In the chaos, Osamu Dazai's voice sounded clearly. He tilted his head and looked at Goncharov through the cracks in the rocks, reminding him kindly, "Although you look at me as if It looks like I'm fighting with you... But, I'm a pure brain, okay?"

"If the means I use to protect myself are regarded as a way of fighting, I will be very distressed."

The huge rock smashed down on Osamu Dazai's outstretched palm with inertia, and even though he was defended with incomplete blessings, the black-haired young man still let out a muffled grunt, faint blood oozing from the bandages wrapped around his arms.

But on the other hand, the invalidation ability is transmitted through the touch with the rock. Since Osamu Dazai raised his hand to touch it, the rock did not even have time to let go, and the invalidation ability was directly transmitted to the rock giant through the rock. .

The huge rock man disintegrated in an instant, and Goncharov fell from the top unexpectedly. The white-haired man was about to re-manipulate the rock on the ground to catch him, but was thrown to the ground by the roaring black shadow in the next second.

"What...?" The mouth with fangs was less than ten centimeters away from his head, and stinky saliva dripped from the mouth of the mutated human. As soon as his fingers moved, his fragile ankle was stepped on.

"what!"

The nullified supernatural power was transmitted through the ankles, and Dazai Osamu, who was hit by a pile of falling rocks and bled from his forehead, wiped away the blood that almost flowed from his eyes, and turned to look at the panting figure running over with the vampire on his back.

"You did a good job, little Sigma." Osamu Dazai smiled and waved his hands, "Anyway, I'm still a little enlightened. This time, the 'responsibility' is very timely."

Osamu Dazai is not incapable of solving that troublesome rock giant, but if he is injured and touches it forcibly, Goncharov can completely condense a new giant before he attacks. harm.

At this time, an external force is needed to take advantage of the fleeting gap to attack suddenly.

Sigma, who is essentially just a weak and ordinary person, can't do it, and Plum, who has no mobility, can't do it either.but……

The vampires transformed from those mutated humans outside who have been killed can.

Even if it can't be completely controlled, as long as it is guided during the attack, it can have a miraculous effect.

"Okay, next..." Dazai Osamu looked at the vampires who suppressed Goncharov from sight, and smiled softly, "I hope that curse spirit likes the new work based on his work .”

"boom!"

With the sound of a gunshot, the last guard standing outside the stronghold slowly fell to the ground.The young leader who walked to the forefront with a gun in hand slowly lowered the smoking barrel in his hand, and walked towards the stronghold at a leisurely pace, with the top cadres closely guarding behind him.

Immediately, some subordinates stepped forward, armed with guns, and took the lead to open a safe path for the leader.【Osamu Dazai】, who wrapped the bandage back on his left eye again, revealed a coldness in his right eye that had not dissipated, as if soaked through the silver-white blade.

As he walked, the pitch-black coat created a surging black tide behind him.

This stronghold is obviously not used often, and there are even slight cracks on the old wall.At this time, the sky was already a little dark, and in some places the ceiling was broken, and a piece of dim light was sprinkled, illuminating a small piece of floating dust on the ground.

【Osamu Dazai】Observing the traces on the ground, he came to an inconspicuous room.

He pushed the door in.

The room was surprisingly clean, even the breeze when the door was open didn't raise much dust. [Osamu Dazai] walked in slowly with [Nakahara Chuya], and saw the scene inside the house clearly in the light of dusk.

In the small room, petrified stone statues stood scattered in various poses, and several people fell unconscious on the ground.And in the center of these stone statues, the little boy didn't even mess up his clothes, and even held an old hardcover book in his hand. His eyes looked over quietly, and the bright golden color in it could not be concealed even by the blood-red dusk. .

For a moment, [Nakahara Chuya] even saw a fleeting vertical pupil from those inhuman pupils.

This should obviously be an extremely dangerous scene, but [Nakahara Chuya], whose duty is to protect the leader, was inexplicably unable to take precautions.

He watched helplessly as his leader walked forward in silence, then squatted gently beside the young boy, carefully holding his hand.

"It's time to go home, Mr. Zhongli." The young leader said softly.