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"Huh? So Sha also wants to learn firearms?"

You chatted with Mr. Dazai who you met by chance, and then you heard the other person ask this question.

You reviewed the conversation just now, and felt that you did not directly express a similar meaning, but you blinked and did not deny it, but corrected it a little bit, "To be precise, it is a combat-related ability."

It doesn't have to be a gun, either.

"But for beginners, this is the easiest one, right? Taijutsu requires long hours of training, and cold weapons are not easy to master. If it is a bomb, it is easy to accidentally injure it."

You think what Mr. Dazai said makes sense, and you can't help but nod along, but then sigh quickly, "But this kind of thing is hard for ordinary people to come into contact with, right?"

Regardless of the hail of bullets you suffered in Yokohama four years ago, this thing is still a controlled product that is difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with.

The solution you can think of now is to go to the police academy, right?

But you quickly calmed down and resolutely rejected this flimsy method: if you really did that, the situation would only become more troublesome.

When you were thinking about it, Mr. Dazai on the opposite side laughed, "If Sha also needs it, I can teach you."

You startled for a moment, can't help it?With a sound.

Then I remembered that the Armed Detective Agency is a special government-licensed organization, and it seems that they can indeed be equipped with guns.

But is it okay to teach her this way?It must be impossible!

The person on the opposite side didn't seem to be aware of this, but just smiled, "Take it as a reward for the previous dim sum."

dessert?You recalled it for a while before you realized that the other party was referring to the time when you went to the detective agency to give Miss Haruno a notebook.

But that was originally a thank you gift for the other party's help.And because the outer packaging was broken at the door, it seemed disqualified as a thank you gift.

While thinking about it, the other party continued: "Is Sha also worried about my teaching level? Don't worry - I also have two incompetent students, and I am still somewhat confident in this regard."

You: No, I don't mean to be skeptical!

You lowered your voice slightly, "Isn't Mr. Dazai violating the regulations by doing this?"

It seems that in order to hear what you said clearly, the young man on the opposite side moved a little closer, and you can clearly see his oh, it seems to be such a stunned expression.

Before you could say anything, the other party suddenly smiled with his lips curled up.

Unlike his usual gentle smile, his smile this time carried a slightly dangerous tinge, and there was something floating and sinking in his iris-colored eyes that he couldn't see clearly.

You heard him softly, "Then Shaya and I are accomplices—"

Mr. Dazai is probably not a very disciplined person, and your training plan was finalized (unilaterally) by the other party.

Because this is not something that can be done aboveboard, the timing is relatively delicate.

—it was in the middle of the night.

You successfully deceived Naz with the method provided by Mr. Dazai, and arrived at the designated place alone: ​​an old abandoned factory.

You can't help feeling along the way, the law and order in Yokohama is indeed much better than it was four years ago.

If you were walking in this kind of place at this time before, you would have lost track of how many times you have moved back.

……

After arriving at the destination.

There was silence, and there seemed to be no one around.

——Are you early?

You glanced at the time, and it was indeed a few minutes earlier than agreed, so you simply opened the forum and looked at the combat tutorial.

What comforts you a little is that the combat assistance system of this game is very good. There are already more than one rookie like you who have experienced the joy of a battle boss in this game. Teaching post, you even have the illusion that I can do it with me...

Yes, illusion.

The silence of the night was interrupted by a gunshot, and you subconsciously followed the sound. A small pistol turned a beautiful and neat arc in the black-haired young man's hand and was put away by the latter.

The night covered the light-colored windbreaker he used to wear with a layer of darkness, he smiled at you from a distance, and said in a brisk tone, "Reaction speed, you failed—"

You followed his gaze and lowered your head in a daze, and saw the blood on your chest that had soaked most of your shirt.

In the moment before his eyes fell into darkness, he heard the other party smiling, "I'm going to continue."

You haven't understood the meaning of these words, so you've retraced to - tens of seconds ago?

It was exactly zero o'clock on this day.

You're still at a loss: you haven't tried this kind of rollback.

The effect of your supernatural ability may return to before the start of all schedules of the day, because players will receive debuffs from fatigue bonuses at night, and your schedule is almost always in the daytime, and you have long been used to backtracking Back to morning.

At this time, facing the pitch-black sky and the completely unchanged scene around you, you didn't react for a moment.

But reality doesn't give you room to think. As soon as your consciousness returns, you hear the sound of the trigger being pulled again.

The memory of the death just now has not receded, you quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

The bullet grazed your arm and pierced through the container behind you. You struggled to get up from the fall, and Mr. Dazai was already walking this way.

He still had a gentle smile on his face, but he didn't mean to come over to help you up, but said softly, "Tonight's mission, dodge five bullets."

The young man blinked, and praised you in a gentle tone, "You did a good job just now."

At the same time as this sentence, it is the dazzling bright red evasion prompt given by the combat assistance system you have activated.

Before you could dodge at all, the next shot pierced your forehead.

This time the file loading was even faster than before.

Under such urgent pressure, you had no time to think about those confusions, and almost as soon as you regained consciousness, you followed the instructions of the auxiliary system and rolled to the side with all your strength, dodging the bullet that was heading towards your heart. Then he made a difficult sideways turn as he got up, and the bullet that went towards his forehead grazed his cheek.

You had no time to wipe off the bloodstains on your cheeks, so you had to run to the back of the bunker according to the system prompts, but the action speed was several times slower than you expected, which made you stunned. When you noticed the [Ankle Sprain] prompt in the status bar , was shot through the vest again.

The third time to read the file.

It's just clear that this is far from over.

Fourth time, fifth time... No.20 Seven times...

You have gradually lost track of how many times you have read the file, and you just mechanically followed the system's instructions to dodge desperately, and at a speed that you didn't even expect, you quickly became familiar with this completely unfamiliar place a day ago. Combat Assist System.

When the constantly displayed evasion prompt finally disappears completely, you still stand blankly unable to react.

The young man standing not far away smiled at you, and said in a gentle tone that has not changed from the beginning to the end, "It's passed."

——Pass the level?

You blinked very slowly and slowly, and finally understood the short meaning, your nerves relaxed, and you almost went limp instantly.

Certainly not physical exertion.

Every time you load a file, it will be refreshed back to the previous state, and your current stamina bar is still within a very safe range.

It's mental exhaustion.

Because of the retracement again and again, there is no basis for time calculation, and you yourself don’t know how long the high tension under the pressure has lasted. When you relax now, you just feel that your brain is boring for a while. Pain, the scene in front of me is blurred and overlapped.

A hand seems to be stretched out in front of you, but you just look at it blankly.

After a while, the sluggish thoughts finally realized that the other party wanted to help you up.

The hand that stretched out with difficulty made false gestures several times before finally finding the correct one from the stack of several double images.

You grab it and use your strength to get up, but the mental exhaustion is brought to your body, and this movement of getting up caused a greater dizziness, and strange lights and shadows flashed in front of your eyes like garbled characters, and you almost staggered. into each other's arms.

Fortunately, Mr. Dazai supported your shoulder in time, and before you had time to thank you, you froze.

You feel something pressing against your heart from behind.

And that kind of thing, you have become familiar with it at an unexpected speed during the countless times of dodging just now.

—It's a gun.

The gun is aimed at your heart.

Your breath stops and your pupils dilate.

That is the human instinct to fear danger.

The countless times of dodging just now not only did not numb the feeling, but because of the need to be vigilant at all times, it made you more sensitive to this feeling at this time.

You were shocked, and your originally dull and chaotic brain quickly woke up because of the stimulation of this crisis. The overlapping blurred in front of your eyes receded, and you could clearly see the top button of the dark vest in the other party's windbreaker, and the one on the bow tie above. sapphire.

You opened your mouth to say something, but under the stimulus of this crisis, the language system seemed to be malfunctioning, and you only let out a short gasp between the rapid gasps.

You hear a soft laugh.

The other hand that was originally holding your shoulder through the virtual circle behind your back is lifted upwards and falls to your neck.

He strangled you by the neck.

You finally remembered to mobilize the arm that was stiff at your side, and raised your hand to pick at his fingers that were pressed between his throats.

It shouldn't be easy for the other party to exert force in the current posture, but no matter how hard you try, the hand that is choking the neck will not move at all, and it will even become tighter and tighter, and your breathing will soon become difficult.

You are confused and difficult: "Too, too... Mr. Zai?"

The young man kept the posture just now and lowered his head slightly. If you don't look at the gun on your back and the hand on your neck, the current posture of the two is even like a couple hugging each other intimately and rubbing each other's ears.

His voice is also like Qing? The gentleness in the world.

"I haven't told Sha yet, have I?"

"My supernatural ability [Disqualification in the World] can nullify all supernatural abilities I encounter."

The voice was lowered a little more, adding a hint of seduction to the extreme tenderness.

"Saye, you should know what it means, right?"

"As long as I shoot now, Sae will also usher in a real end."

……

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes halfway, looking at the creased fabric on his thin back that was held up by the gun.

At this distance, the bullet passed through his heart and would further penetrate his lung lobes.

He gently, as if coaxing, "I will be with Saye, and I will not be alone."

Your hypoxic brain is slow to react to what the other person means.

Ability to fail?There is no way to automatically rollback?

You have a hard time recalling the save point you set through the system last time: it seems to be before you came to Yokohama with Lan.

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The hand holding the opponent's fingers suddenly exerted force, and you uttered the syllable with difficulty: "No..."

You hear a long sigh.

In that staggered breath, you clearly catch the sound of the trigger being pulled.

Breathing suddenly stagnated, the hand that was stretched out in front and trying to push the opponent away grabbed the opponent's shirt and tightened tightly.

……

Nothing happened.

You don't even have room to think, the relaxation after the extreme tension makes your brain go blank.

In this bewilderment, warm breath gently brushed against the ears.

Just next to your ear, there is a soft and smiling whisper, "Theoretical knowledge, Logue VX, this small revolver? The gun only has five bullets."

It sounded like a sigh and regret.