[Bungo Stray Dogs] On the Compatibility of Reaper and Black Slime

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"Okay, okay, stop chatting, let's take a look at the prisoner first." Osamu Dazai clasped his hands together and clapped twice: "Mr. Suha, what did Huck say?"

Mr. Leaf?Innocent citizens?

This is a script I'm not familiar with.

I looked at Doppo Kunikida, who looked like he was on the verge of a formidable enemy, and his eyes were full of vigilance towards me, the famous "Necromancer". I was a little curious, did he know that the person he saved was the one of the two blacks? Osamu Dazai.

I recounted blankly: "The murderer's name is Philip Budkin, about 20 years old, with platinum hair and blue eyes, and lives near the National University."

This guy named Huck was arrested, and he confessed everything before he was tortured.

He said that he was rescued by the rats of the dead house a year ago and became one of them. He received a mission a month ago and asked him to come to Japan to assist someone.

His task is to plant bombs into computers designated by superiors and obtain their identity information.

I asked him why he confessed so happily, and the brunette British said, "Instead of being tortured by the mafia to the point of dying and telling the information, I might as well confess directly."

In order to convince me of his testimony, he also emphasized: "I am keen to enjoy happiness, and I joined the Rats of the House of Death only because they can help me get rid of the wanted, and I will never do things that make myself suffer."

The beating heart under Yinglan's silk thread indicated that what he said was true.

I can't criticize whether this attitude is correct or not.

Because I am also such a happy person.

If I am captured by the enemy, will I reveal information about the Port Mafia?

Although I think I should not be caught, even if caught, I will pick the lock, I have supernatural powers, and it should be easy to escape.

Most importantly, I think I can survive until Osamu Dazai comes to save me.

At that time, I didn't think that I would really have such a choice one day.

My eyes seemed to be covered with a cloth, it was pitch black, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant. The moment I regained consciousness, I tried to raise my hand, but it seemed that I had lost control of my body and could not move.

I was kidnapped?

Originally, the investigation went well, I caught Huck, and got the information from Philip, the mastermind behind the scenes. Assuming that everything was going well, I celebrated and made an appointment with Osamu Dazai for a high-end restaurant.

By the way, I made complaints about his behavior of scribbling the script and asking me to take the role.

Osamu Dazai said that his and Kunikida Doppo's script was a script in which the detective friend of "Necromancer" was rescued by another detective.

really.....

I haven't settled the score with Mr. Secretary for the nurturing scene I played last time.

Then...then I somehow lost my memory and woke up, lying on the bed with my limbs limp and unable to see anything?Or is it on the ground?

It may be put on one side, because I can't judge that there are no iron chains or ropes on my body, and I can't even move. I can't wrinkle my nose, lift my fingers, and blink my eyes.

In other words, I have no sense of touch.

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, and the place I was in was unbelievably quiet. I tried to make a sound, but I couldn't even make a whimper deep in my throat.

It seems that all I have left is my nose and my brain.

The pungent smell of disinfectant in the air made people sick, but it was the only real feeling I was still alive.

what happened......

This sense of powerlessness was only experienced once when I lost control of my ability, and it was even more desperate than that time.

I don't even know where I am or what happened.

So how did I get caught.

I started to remember.

No matter how I think about it, I lost consciousness as I walked inexplicably, as if part of my memory had been erased.

Through the wormhole, came here in the blink of an eye.

I went to a convenience store, watched TV on the street, bought a drink from a vending machine, and called Osamu Dazai, but I didn't get through, didn't get through, did I get through...

I can't remember, but I think I should get through, because Osamu Dazai never fails to get through.

Ability, yes, ability.

I summoned the ability, but I didn't know if it was activated. Usually when I use the ability, I use vision to confirm his presence, or the touch of the silk thread with my fingertips.

But now, no matter how I give the order, I don't have any real feeling. Has my ability been activated?

Those puppets, did they follow my orders?

I do not know.

This sense of emptiness made me doubt the ability for the first time.

Is my ability still there?

Ever since I awakened my abilities, I have been using them as I wish with a scalpel in my pocket, and [Qiansi Xi] is also very obedient, like a part of my body.

I thought I had a good control over the abilities, but at this moment, in the endless darkness and loneliness, doubts arose.

What exactly is a supernatural power.

It is a talent bestowed by the gods.

Or the poison bait given by the devil.

When people have nothing to do, they really think wildly, especially when they are powerless surrounded by fear and darkness, they think pessimistically.

I didn't know I could remember so much.

I thought I had long since forgotten.

From when I was still in school, until I killed the first person, faced the bloody people in the torture room, and the task of clearing the first dragon head war ended with crackling gunshots and human screams, Looking at dead bodies everywhere.

These past events that I didn't care about jumped out of my mind one after another, as clear as what happened yesterday.

I thought of my parents and sister, how they were lying in a pool of blood. I thought I had forgotten it. I remembered when I picked up the gun and killed Kanagawa Fukuichiro, the blood splashed on my face was warm.

My father is a military police officer. Dazai Osamu told me about this. It is said that in order to prove my harmlessness and prevent me from being locked up for causing a riot, my father quit his promising job and became the most ordinary The owner of a noodle shop.

Will my father forgive his son for becoming a demon standing on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood?

I found myself thinking of such a bloody past, without regret, and without the people who stepped into the darkness described in the books, when looking back, I found myself with strange and terrible fears.

Because I still remember that day, when the aroma of oden was wafting in the wind, Osamu Dazai said, no matter what, I am me.

In a person's life, if he deletes any experience, he cannot be the current self.

really...

Dazai, why haven't you come to save me yet?

I think I'm going to suffer from dark phobia.

The lingering smell in the nostrils was so strong that it seemed to soak my whole body in disinfectant water.

soak......

Once this idea appeared in my mind, I couldn't stop perfecting it. Am I really lying flat?

Now, even if I move my fingers, I can't open my eyes, and I can't feel anything. If I'm hung on the wall or tied to a shelf, I don't know.

Thinking a little more.

Will I really be soaked in disinfectant water?

The more I think about it, the more I feel the breath of disinfectant, as if condensed into drops of water, trying to get into my respiratory tract.

It's hard to even breathe.

Dazai...

What's wrong with you, you haven't found me yet.

Has the collar with the locator on my wrist been taken off?

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You thought the abuse started, no, not yet, it did, but not completely abused.

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