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

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The power in the body was suddenly pulled away like a tide, and I opened my eyes in a daze, only to see the blue silk threads like plankton in the deep sea turned into the brilliance of starlight dissipating.

The supernatural power has disappeared, no matter how you call it, it can't stir up any waves.

I raised my head and looked around.

Osamu Dazai and I are floating in the middle, surrounded by white supernatural characters. Is this the inside of the beast of the end that Fyodor said.

The ability can't be used, and it can't leave the range of the white characters, so it can only move slightly.

It was trembling in the air, and there was a soft touch under my body. I knelt down and carefully placed Osamu Dazai on my lap, like fragile porcelain.

"It's really embarrassing." I muttered helplessly: "What the hell is this beast of the end, what is it like if Shibusawa Ryuhiko is dead and alive again, you should wake up and explain to me."

I saw with my own eyes that the dean dug up the bones of Shibusawa Ryuhiko from the river, and I saw Fyodor kill Shibusawa Ryuhiko with my own eyes.

"I'm so stupid, I can't figure it out no matter what I think about it." I looked at Dazai Osamu who had a peaceful expression, with a serenity lingering between his brows and eyes, and my nose was sore again: "You are so smart, why did you die?"

This space is unusually quiet. Looking around, you can only see a piece of pure white. It was obviously red when the skeleton was closed. Why is it such a funeral color like pale water now?

"Dazai, do you want me to go down to accompany you, but leaving everyone behind to die like you doesn't seem to be in line with my life aesthetics." In the huge space, I was the only one chatting away. mouthed.

It is the most shameless thing for me to make the living feel sorry for the dead.

Talking to myself, it's ridiculous.

I sat on my knees quietly, and Osamu Dazai lay quietly on my lap, so quiet that it made people sick.

"boom."

I blinked and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Dazai.......Yiya......."

Eh?

Is there a real voice, or is it coming from outside? Listening to this tone, it is Zhongye in the Central Plains.

"You really arranged everything." I sneered, pinching Osamu Dazai's cheek: "You are so powerful..." Why don't you live by yourself.

The surrounding walls, or the body of the dragon built with supernatural powers collapsed a little bit, and the wind was strong from the sound.

The white text surrounding us, I don't know what it is, the wind didn't leak out, and it dragged us in the air smoothly.

Through the gradually disappearing body of the dragon, I saw the tall skeleton collapsed and turned into ruins. I raised my head and saw that the Central Plains was also filled with filth, gradually descending to our height.

This is the first time I have seen the filth up close. The black and red pattern of Yoji is all over his body. There are only smoke and white in his eyes, no focus and no reason. His face is twisted and painful, which seems to have reached the limit.

I was silent.

When Osamu Dazai died and I had no powers and could not leave the white text, the Central Plains would also become dirty, which meant that the three of us died together.

No...the dragons are gone, why don't I have powers yet?

Some kind of unbelievable truth appeared in my mind like a cocoon, and I was confused for a moment, watching Nakahara Chuya punch Dazai Osamu, and punched him in the face.

Osamu Dazai was punched and opened his mouth, the red and white capsule scattered red powder.

Zhong Yuanzhong also vomited blood.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes, reached out his hand to neutralize Chuya Nakahara's filth, Chuya Nakahara's pupils retracted, fell suddenly, and was grabbed by Osamu Nakahara.

I was silent.

Osamu Dazai smiled weakly, looked up at me, and then stroked my face: "Qianli, I'm back."

"...You are still willing to come back." I had a sore nose and tears streaming down my face. I couldn't tell whether it was joy or resentment.

"How could I be willing to leave you." Osamu Dazai smiled: "I'm sorry, I underestimated the mouse, and I promised you that you won't get hurt...Fortunately, I saved a hand and survived."

"Why didn't you tell me." I was wronged, and I was so angry that I couldn't speak: "Is it fun to play me, you obviously took the medicine in front of me, you..."

I suddenly remembered that this bastard drank the soup first before putting the medicine in his mouth.

"I'm afraid that if I tell you in advance, Qianli will block my plan." Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes: "This is the most efficient plan..."

"Is it efficient at the cost of your own life? You guy, do you know how to cherish yourself..."

Guarded by white writing, we descend, through a puff of smoke, and to the ground.

"Sorry, Qianli, I know I won't die, but I'm afraid you will worry about the risks involved..."

I couldn't believe it: "Then keep me in the dark thinking you're dead?"

Do you guys know how sad I am? ? ?Did my grief and struggles feed the dogs.

"With that guy's cunning and vitality, it's not his turn to die." Zhongyuan Zhong also said with a weak voice: "I believe he won't die if it counts, but use dirty, if it counts, I will be angry and beat him , so put the antidote in your mouth...this bastard..."

I frowned, trying to understand the truth: "Are you afraid that I will be worried, so you hide it, because I know that after this kind of battle that relies on trust, you will directly enter the fortress?"

"I don't dare to calculate the impact of the fog on Sensi's play." Osamu Dazai said, "Fortunately, it was the best ending... Chisato defeated the supernatural ability, and at the same time solved Shibusawa Ryuhiko."

"I said, you two!" Zhongyuan Zhong was also angry: "Xiu En'ai, get out of here, Xiu, bastard Dazai, take off your leg that stepped on me!"

I just noticed the posture of the three of us.

I kept kneeling and Osamu Dazai kept lying flat. Nakahara Nakaya didn't know why he fell first during the falling process, lying on the ground sideways, and Osamu Dazai used the position of his lower abdomen as a leg pad.

Sorry Chuya, I forgot about you.

I quickly poked Osamu Dazai to get him up.

"No way, little slug, the fog hasn't cleared yet, I don't want to protect you from your abilities in this situation." Osamu Dazai added in embarrassment: "I don't even want to for thousands of miles."

The filthy Zhongyuan Zhong also gritted his teeth: "Get out of here, bastard, believe it or not, I will tear off your arm and use it as a talisman."

"No." I said, and under Chuya Nakahara's murderous aura, I silently dragged Osamu Dazai up, let him lean into my arms, and rescued Chuya Nakahara.

Nakahara Nakahara held down Osamu Dazai's leg viciously, with such great strength that he killed him immediately after seeing it: "This way, you can also be disqualified in the world, don't you think so, bastard mackerel."

The distance was too far, and I was leaned on by Osamu Dazai again, so I couldn't use my powers and couldn't stop it.

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The author has something to say:

Qianli: I thought I would be free and easy when he died

Dazai: I thought you would be very carefree when I died