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

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Day two in jail.

I don't know about the bloody storms outside, anyway, we are really peaceful, and being peaceful is kind of boring.

No one has noticed that I have no physical discomfort, nor have I been suppressed.

When I woke up, Osamu Dazai was already sitting on the edge of the bed, resting his chin, looking at Fyodor praying in boredom. I silently threw myself on Osamu Dazai’s back. The fanaticism and killing intent of the opponent that has not faded away in the eyes of the color.

It was the darkness that belonged to Osamu Dazai, which would be creepy even if it was stained with it.

But after seeing my figure, Dazai Osamu's eyes softened: "You're awake, Qianli, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

I have always liked Osamu Dazai's eyes, they are kite-colored, a tawny brown that tends to be orange-red, whether it is the emptiness of inorganic matter or the softness of the stars, they are all suitable to the bone.

Before my head was clear and I was indulging in the beauty named Osamu Dazai, I had already leaned forward and kissed the corner of his eye, and when I realized what I was doing, I was bent down by Osamu Dazai in cooperation , the slightly doting and helpless eyes lit up his face.

I was a little flustered: "Well, good morning kiss."

"This is the first time Qianli kissed me good morning!" Osamu Dazai raised his lips excitedly, pointing at his lips: "I have to do it again."

I am shamefully silent.

Osamu Dazai blinked innocently, and said in a coquettish tone: "Is it not possible?"

He thought to himself for two seconds: "Then I'll come."

Then she kissed me lightly on the forehead.

Uh... head?

Dazai Osamu saw that I was stunned, and burst out laughing: "Qianli is like this now, I will... never again, because Qianli is very shy."

He smiled lightly and rubbed my face: "It's so cute."

"It's too inappropriate to describe me as cute all the time." I bulged my cheeks, grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar and kissed him.

Osamu Dazai has never cared about the eyes of outsiders, and lived freely and freely, so why should I shrink back and hide my love for him?

Subtle Asians.

I justifiably returned to the bed, and stayed there for a while, and didn't want to get up until breakfast came. I rolled myself into a caterpillar and lay on the bedside.

Through acting like a baby, he was successfully fed breakfast by Osamu Dazai, and lived a life of opening his mouth for food.

"If this continues, I will grow up on the bed sooner or later." I rolled back to the inner side of the bed, still unwilling to get up: "It's really great to stay in bed."

Osamu Dazai pampered me and rubbed my head: "Qianli really looks more and more like a child."

After he finished speaking, he froze for a moment.

"Have you finally realized the problem?" I squinted my eyes: "After becoming a child, my personality is obviously not right."

How could Qianli Boye do so many childish things!It must be the pot of supernatural powers.

"I don't think it has anything to do with supernatural powers." Osamu Dazai dispelled my worries: "Because I had to put on the airs of a transcendent before Qianli, I was forced to be indifferent. After I became a child, I came here again and let myself go, right?"

"..." This statement made sense, and I became angry from embarrassment: "Don't say it!"

Fyodor, who was watching the excitement, laughed out loud.

I resolutely got up and planted small strawberries for Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai could only admit that he was unlucky.

for the rest of the time.

I draw, and they play chess. When I get bored of drawing, I stand up, stretch and run to play a three-player game.

On the third day, after the lights were turned off, Osamu Dazai drew a circle on my palm and said softly, "Good night."

I turned over as if nothing had happened, and wrapped myself in a quilt just like the previous nights. The painting hidden under the pillow was activated by a supernatural power, and the moment the stand-in doll took shape, I used [Send off] and left Merle search.

The 0.1-second appearance of the supernatural body, in the best case, the guards in the monitoring room blinked, and when the illusion was ignored, in the worst case, they were found and escaped immediately.

【Send off】It is not teleported to the mark holder, but randomly within 50 meters.

The moment I landed, I dodged the guards at the fastest speed a seven-year-old child could achieve.

"Something seems to have flashed by? That size, it doesn't look like a human being."

"You read it wrong."

"Maybe."

I breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the prison uniform is white. If it is another conspicuous color, I will suffer.

Within a range of 50 meters, find Akutagawa quickly and release the ability.

and also.

Who is behind the scenes.

I am eager to know this question.

In other words, we just had dinner and went to bed in Meursault, and it turned out to be daytime here in Yokohama.

I have to deal with the man behind the scenes before Meursault finds out that I escaped and caused trouble for Osamu Dazai, then seize the book, solve the crisis of the detective agency, and go back to save Osamu Dazai.

Then, let's see if the Supernatural and Special Affairs Section can help us solve Meursault for the sake of solving the five declines of heaven and man. If not, I will flee to the end of the world with Osamu Dazai.

Help I'm so busy.

I heard gunshots.

After following the sound, he saw Ryunosuke Akutagawa hanging a guard with a Rashomon, and Atsushi Nakajima was trying to stop him.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa was wearing a white shirt and his coat was on Atsushi Nakajima. Both of them were disheveled and wounded.

"Stop it." I yelled.

It's not that he's afraid of killing people, but that he's afraid that Atsushi Nakajima and Ryunosuke Akutagawa will have a bad relationship.

"Children?" Atsushi Nakajima frowned, "Why are there children here?"

Although he was vigilant, he couldn't hide his gentleness: "Get out of here quickly."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke put down the hapless guard, looked at me, and bowed: "Mr. Suzuha, he is not dead, he is just unconscious."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Good job, Akutagawa."

"Mr. Boba?" Atsushi Nakajima was shocked: "This kid, no no, you are Mr. Boba?"

Nodding my head, after confirming my identity, I asked, "What's going on now, who is the black hand?"

"Fukuchi Sakurachi." Nakajima Atsushi reacted from the horror of Mr. Suhaba turning into a child, and said with fear in his eyes: "We fought him once just now, absolutely, not opponents, we even [Black Tiger Claw] It's all used."

"The ability to strengthen the weapon in hand a hundred times, can cut off time and the artifact of defeat...that is the god of battle in human skin, the whole world is besieging him, he can also cut off his own Failure, Mr. Thin Ye, what should we do?"

"Fukuchi Sakura Chi?" I was more shocked than Atsushi Nakajima: "How is it possible? You read it wrong."

It feels like a decisive battle is approaching, and someone told me that the top of the mountain fire is the five evils of heaven and man.

Even more shocking.

Fukuchi Sakurachi, a living hero who lacks nothing in fame and money, why would he want to be a terrorist.

Because you have nothing to do?

Akutagawa Ryunosuke handed me the antidote to the supernatural power suppression liquid he had kept: "It's Fukuji Sakurachi. This was deduced by Edogawa Ranpo, and he admitted it himself."

I grabbed hold of the antidote for the inhibitory liquid, sideways dodged the stones that brought the strong wind, and with the roar of the stones hitting the wall, I looked in shock at the person walking slowly in the distance of the corridor: "How could it be You, Mr. Ford?"

I couldn't care about stabilizing my heartbeat for a while, and I couldn't care about the abnormality of Meursault's heartbeat transmitted back from the biological detector buried in my body.

Fudi Yingchi saw me, and was also a little surprised: "Mr. Boye, shouldn't you be in Meursault? In order to send you in, the old man was almost exposed to the mad dogs of the Supernatural Secret Service.

"Did you use any method to disable the ability suppression liquid?" He frowned: "Besides, is there a remote teleportation ability? Since there is such a hole card, why didn't it work together when we killed each other?" Appeared."

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