How to beat a white flower

"You will really cause me trouble..." Knocking the glass outer wall of the culture tank with her knuckles, Bai Lan covered her eyebrows with one hand, "It's convenient to be able to leave the body, another me?"

The long-haired man who had been sleeping with his eyes closed in the cultivation tank slowly opened his eyes.

Her silver-white long hair had already reached her waist, and due to the abundant flames in her body, it showed a light orange-yellow color, as if it was flowing gold.

"Yeah..." He evoked a smile that was no different from the "self" outside, "Being able to get rid of the shackles of the body and travel freely in different worlds is simply the most suitable ability for us."

"But it's a pity that I am the only one who owns so many parallel worlds."

Facing the gradually cold face that was exactly like his own, he smiled like a spring.

"You have no chance."

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Sera walks the streets of Yokohama with two teenagers.

Maybe it's seeing Sierra in a goth-inspired gown.So the guy at the front desk also chose classical style clothes for the two teenagers, black high collar, lace bow tie, and two rows of golden buttons on Nakahara Chuya's vest. It refused to come down for a long time.

And Atsushi Nakajima's clothing is more concise, white shirt, overalls and small leather boots.In any case, the boy who has taken care of him looks much more energetic.

He moved the buttoned collar with some anxiety, "Where are we going?"

This is also what Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to ask, but Sera's eyes were always on the phone, and he didn't give them a peripheral vision.

She walked forward without raising her head, but could precisely avoid the obstacles in front of her.

Sierra was investigating which institutions offered a reward for the white tiger—the "Organization", "House of Dead Rats", and "Clock Tower Attendants", all of which were European institutions, but she reached out to Neon.

I'm afraid the meaning of the white tiger to them is not just as simple as "area-designated disaster" or simply a powerful supernatural being.

But Sera didn't have the intention to explore the secrets behind it... What she was thinking was, who should give the white tiger to?

First of all, there are organizations that will not be tempted by the 70 billion bounty... In this way, Port Mafia is excluded.

military police?She crossed silently in her heart, and when she didn't know the secret behind Atsushi Nakajima's ability, she was just sending food to the guys inside when she was sent into this deep water with intricate relationships.

Then there is only-

"There seems to be a man in the river there! Is it a man?"

Atsushi Nakajima pointed to the river, turned his head and shouted at Sera and Nakahara Nakaya, those were two legs sticking out of the river.

Tsurumi River is one of Yokohama's most urgent problems. The water in the river is not as clear as seen in travel magazines. On the contrary, there are all kinds of garbage floating in the river.

Sela glanced at it, and there was indeed a guy who seemed to be throwing water.

Glancing at those legs, Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to recall something, "Tsk."

Sierra walked forward again as if she hadn't seen anything.

"Hey?" Atsushi Nakajima hesitated, "Don't save people."

"Go if you want to be saved."

Serra finally spoke back to him and yawned, brushing the strands of hair that had blown into her mouth from the wind behind her ears.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, "I'll go to the front first."

"Hmm..." Sera put down her phone, "buy a mask or a hat."

Looking left and right, thinking back and forth, Atsushi Nakajima saw that Serra remained calm, finally, he gritted his teeth and took off his coat.

"Thank you for the clothes! I will definitely wash them!"

With a yell, he threw himself into the cold Tsurumi River.

"Clothes don't matter..."

Sela paused, raising an eyebrow.

Unexpectedly, this little tiger was unexpectedly... kind...

"I was told..."

When Atsushi Nakajima came back, only Sera was left sitting on the embankment, and Ding Dong had already squatted on the shoulder of his new lover Nakahara Chuya and left happily.

"What did you say that I prevented him from entering the water, but I just wanted to save people."

"No boy—"

"what!"

The voice suddenly rang in Atsushi Nakajima's ears, and he seemed to be blowing his hair in fright.

"Follow, follow!"

"Of course. Although I failed to enter the water again, I have caused you trouble no matter what."

The visitor was wet all over, with slightly curly hair sticking to his cheeks, "I still have to make up... There is such a beautiful young lady here!"

He flashed in front of Sera at a speed that Atsushi Nakajima couldn't see clearly.

"Excuse me, this beautiful lady, is she interested in dying in love with me?"

He said enthusiastically, "Although I just failed once, believe me, these are just the accumulation of experience. I believe that with an outstanding beauty like you, my next suicide will definitely be successful!"

"Please, this is the request of my life!"

As if a switch had been touched, Sera's originally rejected words disappeared from her mouth.

She patted her skirt and stood up, "May I ask what method of death you plan to choose?"

Sera's expression was extremely serious when she asked this question, and there was no trace of perfunctory in her green pupils.

"This kind of request should never be granted!"

Atsushi Nakajima is almost becoming a portrait in "The Scream". How could he just watch the good man who picked him up and fed him, gave him clothes, and invited him to sleep on the bed to face such unreasonable demands!

And in essence, it was because of him that he was infected with this "trouble".

"Ah, what an embarrassing question..." The man squeezed his chin and shook his head, "Although my favorite is diving, I also like to try other novel methods, such as poisonous mushrooms, cutting/wrist, gas Poisoning or something... oh yes, hanging is one of my favorites too! I hang myself every day to keep my cervical spine healthy!"

"Unexpectedly, there are so many ways to commit suicide..." Atsushi Nakajima was dumbfounded.

Sierra nodded from time to time, "The common methods are basically covered, but hanging to keep the cervical spine healthy should be just a fallacy."

"But...well, it's better to go into the water!"

The man seemed to have finally remembered, "By the way, my name is Osamu Dazai, and my motto in life is to commit suicide with a clear and full of vigor...how about you, miss."

"Sierra..."

"It sounds really exotic..." He propped his face with one hand and tilted his head at a handsome angle, "When is Miss going to die in love?"

Glancing at the dark gray Tsurumigawa, Sera squinted her eyes, "You just said that the motto of life is to commit suicide cleanly, right?"

"And full of vigor."

Osamu Dazai added.

Sera nodded, knowing that the other party's need is to enter the water refreshingly, so this river obviously does not meet his requirements.

"Do you know anyone in water conservancy management?" she asked suddenly.

"Huh? There is a little channel."

Serra took out her phone, "Contact information."

"Okay..." Osamu Dazai announced a series of numbers neatly.

Atsushi Nakajima has fallen into deep confusion, what is going on with this topic, he can't keep up with it at all!

Sierra dialed the number.

A bell came from across the river.

The three of them looked up at the same time, and saw the man with tea-blond hair and braids behind his head.

"Because my cell phone drifted away along the river hehe..." Dazai Osamu grinned, "Anyway, if you contact Kunikida-kun, you can also contact me."

"Tai-zai-zhi-"

The man opposite was wearing a gentlemanly vest, a white shirt, and a pair of rimless glasses. All in all, he looked very elite.

But this kind of man who looks like a high-ranking white-collar worker seems to be so angry that he can fly across the river to beat up Osamu Dazai.

The surface of the river is gradually stained with the afterglow of the setting sun, the temperature drops slightly, and the surface of the river is sparkling with a gust of wind.

"Ah..." Atsushi Nakajima and Osamu Dazai sneezed at the same time.

"It's so cold..." Osamu Dazai covered his thin windbreaker pitifully, "It would be nice if there was a fire."

Serra took one look at him, and he wrapped himself up tighter, looking back pitifully and innocently.

"What's the matter, Miss Serra?"

"I'm very sorry, Dazai-kun has caused you trouble!"

Kunikida Doppo, who heard the ins and outs, solemnly bowed to Serra.

"Please ignore the unreasonable demands about martyrdom!"

Regardless of Osamu Dazai's dissatisfied protest, he said this to Sera.

In the small private room, four people had already filled the seats. After hearing that they could order casually, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't hide his excitement and asked for a lot of chazuke.

He ate bowl after bowl, with a happy expression on his face, "Sure enough, what a professional chef cooks is completely different from what I made myself, so delicious!"

He sniffled, "I've never had such delicious ochazuke in the orphanage... Of course, the fast food that Miss Serra gave me yesterday was also very delicious! That was the first time I ate foreign food!"

Facing people's gazes, Sierra sat quietly on a chair with her back straight, her long black skirt hanging down to her ankles, and her face calm.

For some reason, Kunikida associates Serra with a medieval Madonna, even though she wears a gothic gown adorned with death, decadence, darkness, and damnation.

Gothic art exists on the edge of the sacred and the evil, but Serra's unique temperament makes people believe that she is on the side that cannot be profane for no reason.

"It's such a long skirt, don't you feel inconvenient?"

Dazai, whose coat was dry after a long day of wind blowing from the store's air conditioner, stretched out his hand and poked Sera's sleeve.

"Or does it have a special meaning?"

Desecrated!Defiled with the worst trash in the world!

Kunikida Doppo showed a distressed expression.

"Because I have no other clothes."

Hearing this answer, Kunikida opened his eyes slightly. Could it be that this is a very frugal lady?

"And if you want to talk about the reason..." Sela retracted her sleeves and slowly smoothed out the folds, "Because my boyfriend gave it to me?"

In a sense, it is still a wedding dress.

"what!"

Unexpectedly, Mr. Kunikida was the one with the loudest voice.

"Miss Serra already has a boyfriend?" Atsushi Nakajima could probably stuff an apple into his mouth, "I can't tell at all!"

"Sorry, I was the one who lost my temper."

Apologizing quickly, Kunikida adjusted his glasses in a concealed manner, and felt a little burning behind his ears.

What a faux pas he was!An excellent woman like Miss Serra already has a partner or something... Isn't it normal!

And if you think about it again... "Ah, it's actually quite obvious..." Osamu Dazai slumped on the chair, his body and the back of the chair formed a strange angle, "The necklace on Miss Serra's neck was also given by that man, right?" ;Miss Serra will habitually leave an empty seat when walking on the street; pause before sitting down, because someone will open the chair for you before...I really want to meet Miss Serra's boyfriend , must be a very interesting guy."

Rather than saying that you can't see it at all, it's better to say that the "boyfriend" has imprinted his own brand on every bit of the girl's body. leave.

"There are so many details." Nakajima Atsushi was amazed, "I didn't pay attention at all."

"I'm just ordinary..." Dazai Osamu finished in one breath, with a calm face, "If it was "that" from the detective agency who made the move, I can say more. "

But the more closely guarded the treasure was, the more he wanted to see what secrets it contained.

"Indeed, Ranpo-sang's words can be seen at a glance."

Kunikida regained his composure and adjusted his glasses again.

From his frequent movements, Sera seemed to hallucinate an acquaintance in blue clothes, and his eyes moved slightly.

"But I should have bought a more mobile suit."

Sera moved his shoulders, wrapped in complicated lace, certainly not as comfortable as modern handicrafts.

"Back to the point..." She suddenly looked straight at Kunikida Doppo, "You are members of the Armed Detective Agency."

Kunikida, who was still dodging subconsciously at first, was serious when he heard the words, "That's right, Miss Serra, do you have any entrustment?"

"Hmm..." Sera nodded, stretched out her white fingertips, and tapped Atsushi Nakajima who was full of confusion, "I want to entrust him to you."

"Sorry, do you mean protection work, or..." Kunikida was a little embarrassed, "To be honest, we still have a tricky job."

Dazai suddenly laughed.

"Kunikida-kun, don't worry about the mission anymore."

"What do you mean - I'm not someone like you who can put aside work and go into the water like no one else!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah..." Osamu Dazai, who was being pulled by his collar, stretched out a hand with difficulty to block between himself and Kunikida, "What I mean is—the task has been completed."

"what?"

Taking advantage of the moment Kunikida was stunned to escape, Osamu Dazai's kite-colored eyes fixed on Sera who was sipping coffee.

"If you don't trust me so much, why don't you ask Ms. Sera to explain to you..." He suddenly smirked, "After all, this is an existence that is very close to the woman in your ideal — oh oh oh!"

"Please don't listen to this guy's nonsense!"

Kunikida frantically covered Osamu Dazai's mouth, and Kunikida blushed, but he still explained to Sera righteously.

Seeing Sera nodding, he relaxed a little.

"Ah... I'm going to suffocate to death... Why is Kunikida-kun, I don't want to die like this!"

Then he realized that Dazai almost got what he wanted under his hands, Kunikida felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and let go of his hand hastily.

"Please explain to me."

He coughed and sat back in his seat.

In Atsushi Nakajima's bewilderment, Serra put one hand on the back of his hand and said to Kunikida, "The area you are looking for is a designated disaster—that white tiger is him."

"How is it possible—" Atsushi Nakajima said that suddenly felt a chill hit his forehead, and the terrifying memory hit him, the white tiger that could swallow him in one gulp, the silvery fur and sharp tiger teeth under the moon.

In the end, all that was left in my mind was the silver-white full moon with a faint blue light around the edge.

He roared uncontrollably, with faint fur appearing on his cheeks, and sharp claws popping out... being suppressed by Sera on the table.

The beast under the moon, which was half transformed, wandered between the beast and the human, trying to break free, but couldn't lift the claws on the table.

He was so ruthless that he was about to bite the slender wrist with his mouth open.

The tiger fangs were shining white, and they were about to pierce the skin with blue blood vessels, but Sera remained unmoved.

"Ugh……"

Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand suddenly, and lightly touched Renhu's forehead with his fingertips.

Ability——[Disqualification in the World]

The boy's expression was stunned, his mouth was slightly opened, and his eyes were completely bewildered and a little unbelievable.

"Sure enough, I still can't let a beautiful lady get hurt in front of me."

He tilted his head and sighed, seeing that Kunikida had just put away the booklet recording his ideals.

"Look up, boy!" He gave Atsushi Nakajima a headache without hesitation, "You guessed it right, the so-called white tiger is actually your supernatural ability. I think the people in the orphanage also discovered it. That's what drove you out."

As if the whole world was split, Atsushi Nakajima fell into a void.

Serra took a last sip of coffee.

"Thank you for hospitality."

"Miss Serra is Italian, right? If you're not satisfied with the coffee here..." Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled with a pure face, "Why don't we go to the coffee shop downstairs of the detective agency? The boss there makes coffee His craftsmanship is one-of-a-kind.”

"It's also a good time to talk about people and tigers."

"Miss Serra, here are the clothes you want."

Tanizaki Naomi smiled and handed the shopping bag in her hand to Sera, a tear mole at the corner of her eye was like a love potion that could capture people's hearts.

"sorry to bother you."

Sela nodded at her.

"It's okay... Take this opportunity, let my brother go to try on, dress, and dress with me."

She sat directly next to Sera, completely unaware that she had said something shocking to the world.

"Does Miss Serra have any siblings?"

"I have a twin brother."

"Hey! Sera-chan also has an older brother..." Naomi drew the relationship between the two of them instantly, "Where is Sera-chan's older brother now?"

"Physically speaking..." Sera thought about the situation in the world inside the prison gate, "he should have entered a new cycle."

It could be a breath of carbon dioxide, or certain trace elements seeping into the ground, or even a drop of rain falling from the sky.

It took Naomi a while to understand, didn't that mean - Sera-chan's brother died!

Just by imagining that scene, she couldn't help but her eyes turned red, "How could this be..."

If her brother were to separate from her, she would definitely break down!

Big tears fell from those charming eyes, and she hugged Serra tightly.

"It's so poor Sera-chan! It must be very hard..."

And they are twins. Naomi has heard that there will be a special feeling between twins.In this case, wouldn't the death of one party be as painful as losing half of one's own body?

Sierra, who was hugged, blinked, a little confused about the current situation.

After all, in her mind, although Spana was physically wiped out, he would be resurrected sooner or later, and it was only a matter of time.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

"Naomi, we're coming down—" Tanizaki Junichiro walked first, and then was startled by Naomi with red eyes, "What happened!"

He couldn't help raising his voice, flustered, "Who bullied you, Naomi!"

"Brother woo woo..." Naomi immediately let go of Sera, and flew towards Junichiro Tanizaki, "I need your comfort..."

After the initial panic, Junichiro was relieved to find that Naomi was fine.Then she was blushed by Naomi who drew circles on her heart.

The comfort unknowingly changed.

"Yo, Miss Serra..." Sitting on the sofa opposite Serra, Osamu Dazai also ordered a cup of coffee for himself, "I didn't expect you to have an older brother."

The author has something to say:

I don't know why I always feel like I've been persecuting the honest man Kunikida... Hey, it's so fun to be honest——

This wave is Dazai Bailan facing the line 233 in the air. To be honest, if Dazai makes the first move, Sera will also be attacked.

However, it is not ruled out that Sera takes Dazai's request seriously, and may one day find out a satisfactory death method and send him directly to heaven.

And the famous lines of Dazai and Bailan are very similar to the truth.

【Dazai: Do you really think that human life has some kind of value? 】

【Bai Lan: I always feel that I can't integrate into this world. 】

In essence, it is an incomprehensible loneliness that is felt because of being beyond the capabilities of everyone.It's just that one is going to destroy itself and the other chooses to destroy the world XD

And when I was creating Serra, I didn't think about creating a character who could understand such a person.

Because I think it's a kind of arrogance to say that you can fully "understand" a person.Even if it is a dog, you dare not say that you fully understand it, do you?Not to mention such a proud person.

So when I created Serra, I was thinking of the idea of ​​"my arrogance is above you", the loneliness above loneliness, she doesn't understand them, but let them try to understand her.

But saying this seems to offend people XD Anyway, this is the way of thinking, the character itself has complicated aspects.