All my brothers are from another world

Gang Ji wiped the black marks on his face with toilet paper.These black silts are insoluble in water, and even have a texture similar to rubber grease.Tsuna wiped on the paper, and the substance on the white toilet paper seemed to be floating on the surface.

The black silt that fell on the ground was like volcanic bubbles with the intention of tumbling, as if it had its own vitality.It seemed a little weird when no one was making a sound around.

The silence was quickly broken by a voice from outside the door.

"Ah, my master! What's wrong with you! My God, what's on your face? I feel something is wrong!"

The heroic spirit in a scarlet dress rushed in from the doorway, looking like he happened to be passing by, but he didn't expect to see such a horrified scene.

"Eh? What is this? Oil? Or mud?" Astolfo stared at the stain on Tsunayoshi's face, and Kiya was shocked by his somewhat exaggerated movements and pushed aside, looking The pink-haired Heroic Spirit frantically wiped the black mud that had appeared on his Master's face.

"It seems to be coming out of the body?" Ah Fu looked at Gang Ji nervously, holding the immature face of the brown-haired child and looking left and right: "Do humans also leak this kind of thing?"

Alfred questioned.

Upon hearing these words, Yi Er Fan seemed to have gotten to something, and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with a somewhat strange look in his eyes.

Before Tsunaki could react for a moment, Qi Ya next to him blew his hair, and saw through his elder brother's thoughts at a glance, and said to Yi Erfan: "Put away your weird thoughts, hey, Gangji must be human ah!"

Yi Erfan retorted: "Oh? Why are you so sure? Where is the evidence? Have you ever seen a human being who can flow black mud?"

Qi Ya retorted: "Oh? It's really interesting. Have you ever seen a human being who can [Ke Ke Bang Bang] laugh strangely while inserting nails into his body?"

Nail Monster Il fans: "That's the ability to think."

Qi Ya remained expressionless: "Then this is magic."

The old man said, to defeat magic with magic.

Good guy, Yi Ermi is direct, good guy, his younger brother actually talks back to him like this, what's the use of such a younger brother, he doesn't respect his elder brother at all, Yi Ermi feels that he is about to be pissed off into a puffer fish.

But as an excellent killer, and as the eldest son of the killer family, he did not allow his emotions to leak out like this.

The eldest young master who beat up the enemy's family pursed his lips, with no expression on his delicate face.

Qi Ya knew that he didn't feel much joy after he successfully slapped his elder brother, so he turned his head to look at Gang Ji.

"I don't remember this happening before?"

"Eh? What happened before?" Astolfo asked suspiciously.

"There will be one eye, the color is different..." Gang Ji's face was wiped clean by Ah Fu, but his speech was still a little vague, and he didn't know if the black mud had affected him a little bit. He said hesitantly: "But there is nothing strange...just the color of the eyes changed..." Gang Ji waved his hands hastily to explain when he saw that everyone around him was staring at him.

Qi Ya mercilessly exposed the other party: "You mean that you are like a different person, and it is okay?"

For the safety of both parties, Tsuna was asked to show the wrong state before.

The brown-haired child looked a little nervous, and he covered his eyes.After a few seconds, the slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and then raised his eyes to look at Ah Fu beside him.

He slowly opened the gap between his fingers, and this time it was not just one, but a pair of golden-red ones, like magma flowing, appeared in everyone's eyes with cold and temperatureless pupils, which had always been filled with several eyes. The lips on the extremely cowardly face were slightly pursed, and the drooping eyes were also slightly opened.

Even this immature face that belongs to a child has become sharper. When looking at people, there will be an illusion of being stared at by a machine, as if he has changed into a different person in an instant.

However, children who grew up in the killer family can feel people's emotions very keenly. This is not the same as the killer's eyes that stare at the dead body without living matter, and they can feel a bit of softness in it.

Yier fans clapped their hands and applauded: "Wow, this expression is really good."

Il fans raised eyebrows and asked: "How do you feel now, Sawada Tsunayoshi?"

"I don't know." The boy's voice was a little cold, and he looked at the other party and replied calmly: "Obviously, I think at my current age, I obviously can't understand my own situation."

Um?Feel like you've been dissed?Yi Ermi frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Right.

At this moment, Astolfo stared at his master for a long time, and finally asked slowly with a little confusion: "Eh? Master, your magic power has become much stronger, why not?" Yes, I feel..."

Ah Fu stared at himself, stretched out a hand and scratched his cheek, and said uncertainly: "Hmm... I feel like I have upgraded?"

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"In short, after the black mud was absorbed by Sawada Tsunayoshi, you became a carrier container." Il fans summed it up: "Then, you have upgraded, and the heroic spirit has also upgraded along with it."

He asked one of the most crucial questions, towards Astolfo, the pseudo-mother heroic spirit who was staring at her a+ skirt and wanted to turn around.

"Are you able to fight Gilgamesh now?"

Astolfo: "..."

Astolfo felt that his new dress was not fragrant in an instant.

"No, it can't be..." The pink-haired hero lowered his head and pointed at his fingers: "He is just an ordinary rider, how can he fight with the strongest killer of the servant? This is not bullying, ah no, it is bullying the hero ?”

Heroic spirits are usually full of pride about their origins.After all, every heroic spirit has a legendary history that cannot be touched by ordinary people, and is a revered existence.

Astolfo is an honest and free-spirited spirit.This can be seen from his willingness to wear women's clothing for his best friend to get out of a broken relationship.

So he admitted without hesitation that he was weak and helpless.

"If you fight in childhood, there is still a glimmer of hope, let's forget it now..."

Qi Ya's face showed an expression of feeling unbearable in the face of the appalling situation.

Gang Ji quietly stared at other people's speeches, silent.

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Here, from another world, Osamu Dazai, who has not appeared for a long time, is living a completely different life from them.

Osamu Dazai has always been a smart child, a teenager who believes in his own mind and vision, he feels that the world has always been filled with darkness.

Of course, fresh and beautiful girls will be one of the few beautiful brilliance in this world.

On the brightly lit and luxurious stage, compared to the rigid, rigid and boring men in black suits, of course, the light and butterfly-like women are more attractive to the eyes.

After all, human pursuit of beauty is an instinct.

"Beautiful lady, would you like to dance with me?"

Osamu Dazai extended an invitation to the lady.

Has a hunter's license at a young age, and looks handsome.Although the bandage was wrapped around his body, it did not damage his exquisite appearance at all, but added a bit of mysterious temperament, which became a bonus item.Although the words spoken are slightly frivolous, they are not charming.

Osamu Dazai is a natural expert in interpersonal communication. As long as he wants to, he is a guy who can easily win the favor of others.

Miss Solisa was amused by the boy in front of her, she covered half of her face slightly with a flimsy and gorgeous feather fan, and said to Osamu Dazai with a smile: "Of course I would like to dance with you, but Unfortunately, the first dance has already been booked—”

"Eh?" Dazai Osamu looked a bit disappointed, and then asked: "Which gentleman is lucky enough to dance the first dance with a beautiful lady like you?"

"Mr. Roddick? That's right, it's your fiancé after all..."

"It's not that boring man!" Miss Solisa obviously didn't want to hear this name that made her feel uncomfortable. She was not satisfied with her fiancé in name.

The blond lady looked around, and then her eyes locked on a position.

Miss Solisa shook the fan slightly, then pointed at several men who were talking.

Among a group of old men, a young handsome guy is obviously very eye-catching:

"By the way, you really look a bit like him. He also has a white bandage on his head, but it's not because of the scars..."

While Miss Solisa was speaking, the man who was pointed out seemed to have telepathy, and immediately looked in this direction.

He nodded and smiled apologetically at the men next to him, signaling to leave the table, then smiled and walked over with the champagne in his hand.

"But the temperament is not the same." Miss Solisa naturally took the man's arm, and the gesture was intimate, obviously quite intimate: "Kurolo, look, this is the hunter I told you about. little brother."

"Is it the one who attacked two days ago?"

"Yes, yes, he also stood up to help me when I was in danger - how lucky I am!"

Osamu Dazai: Aha, this "also" is very spiritual.

The man looked Dazai Osamu up and down, and showed a gentle, alienated, familiar smile to the boy.

He stretched out a hand towards the boy in front of him:

"Hi, I'm Chrollo Rushiru,"

"Nice to meet you."