Wenhao is my vest

Half an hour before [Shuji Tsushima] and Nakahara Nakaya had a quarrel, on a certain road in another world.

—— Surrounding Aoki Araya’s ears are the exaggerated sound effects of Kachi’s delivery, the dazzling headlights, and the squeaking brakes that become blurred after wearing headphones.

At the moment when he was hit by a truck and flew away, Aoki Araya's last thought was:

If I survive, I will never use my phone while crossing the street again!

Then, the unspeakable pain swept through all his remaining consciousness.

- It should be like this.

Aoki Araya floated sluggishly in mid-air, looking down at his... dead body from a new perspective.

There is no doubt that the breath of the youth lying on the ground has completely disappeared.The silver hair was completely stained red by the splashed blood, and the eyes that should have been shining also lost their vitality.

However, Aoki Araya, who has become a ghost, had a very unusual first impression: "I haven't used the card I just drew, why did I die like this?"

"It's a pity that all the [-] yen invested was in vain..."

In the middle of speaking, a piece of blue and white suddenly flashed in front of Aoki Araya.

Aoki was taken aback: "...what?!"

He took two steps back in fright, only to find that the blue-white mass was also moving backwards with him, keeping a distance of exactly [-] centimeters.

Aoki Araya finally calmed down a bit, and began to observe the blue square carefully.

Ten seconds later, he spat out a series of ellipses: ...Why does the front of this cube look so much like the logo of a literary card game?

——That's right, what he was talking about was the game in which he had drawn out the SSR writer [Osamu Dazai] just now.

Aoki Araya stared at this unknown object, and after carefully looking at the eight sides that can be observed from his own angle, he finally stretched out his hand to it hesitantly: "Could it be that the back side is actually the problem?"

As soon as the words fell, the moment his finger touched the cube, Aoki Araya's pupils trembled, and he realized that a string of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

He frowned: "...reincarnation in another world?"

——Reincarnation in another world without even a guide sounds a bit pathetic.

After the usual complaint, Aoki also read the more important part from the information in his mind.

In other words, how to use your own abilities.

He pondered for two seconds: "By acting as a literary hero in the game, the closer to the original character setting, the stronger the power can be exerted..."

"...It sounds really troublesome," he commented objectively, "and this ability is actually obtained... Is it because I was still drawing cards before I died?"

But compared to these, for Aoki Araya, the most important thing is——

"It seems that there is no information about how I can be resurrected?"

Aoki Araya frowned more and more deeply: "Do I still have to maintain this ghost state after I go to another world?"

——Or, can you pick up a little bit of a bargain and use the body of the heroic spirit directly?

However, before he could ask this question, there was a sudden whirlwind in front of his eyes.

When Aoki came back to his senses, he found himself in a strange pier.

He caught a glimpse of the out-of-date kimono on his body, and looked closer to the river. It was a face that was not very familiar but definitely familiar.

——Isn’t this the SSR Osamu Dazai I pulled out just before I was hit?

At this time, he heard the sound of a gun being loaded from behind, followed by a deep male voice: "Who are you? Why did you appear on our port mafia site?"

Well, that's pretty awesome.

Araya Aoki thought expressionlessly: It seems that the first thing I did after I came to another world was to act in a scene with no dead ends.

Aoki Araya sighed softly, turned around and said: "Although you may not believe it, I am indeed just an ordinary person."

***

After recalling how he fell into the current situation, Aoki Araya covered his eyes in pain.

He's sitting in a port mafia dungeon right now.

Inside the Dungeon of the Port Mafia.

in the dungeon.

Leaving aside what exactly this port mafia is, why does it still have an entire dungeon—

Aoki Araya raised his head and looked at the void in front of him.

There was a panel with a light blue glow.

On the way back, after noticing that Nakahara Chuya and his subordinates had no reaction to this extremely conspicuous thing in the dark, Aoki Araya realized that probably only he could see it.

But it's useless to see it, because there are only two sentences above:

[Main task: Use the identities of different heroic spirits to establish your own organization]

[Sub-quests: to be explored]

...It can be said that it is simply not helpful to my current situation!

Just when Aoki and the mission panel were silent for a moment, a burst of crisp footsteps came from the corridor.Aoki Araya turned off the panel and looked up, just in time to see a red-haired woman in a gorgeous kimono walking towards this side.

Behind her was the short mafia who had also collided with Zhongyuan Zhongye.

The woman looked at Aoki who was sitting on the ground in a casual posture, and covered her mouth with her cuff: "Oh, this gentleman is also wearing a kimono."

After saying something that sounded like a greeting, she asked her subordinates to open the door of the dungeon:

"I'm really sorry, your ignorance made you suffer. Please follow me to a room that is more suitable for entertaining guests."

Aoki patted the dirty part of the kimono, stood up and walked out of the dungeon where he had been locked up for several hours, and politely replied to the woman: "Thank you very much for your help. Sure enough, unlike men, beautiful women have A tender and kind heart."

With Zhong Yuan Zhong also full of "what nonsense is this guy talking about" expression on his face, he followed the woman upstairs and came to a reception room.

"My concubine is Ozaki Koyo, a cadre of the port mafia," the beautiful red-haired woman introduced herself to him, "If Chuya remembers correctly, sir, your name should be Shuji Tsushima, right?"

Aoki's fingers hidden in his wide sleeves trembled.

"It's such a nice name." He tried it quietly, "Did you refer to any allusions?"

"You're really funny." Koyo Ozaki shook her head, "But it's a pity that my name doesn't refer to any fairy tales."

Without asking the answer he wanted, Aoki naturally gave up the topic: "Mr. Zhongyuan is also a cadre of the port mafia?"

He looked at Nakahara Chuya who was sitting on the other side of the room.

After Chu Fa youth glanced at Aoki, he answered him with a not-so-good attitude: "Yes."

...Could it be that this organization likes to recruit people with the same name as literary giants to be mafia?Is the taste so unique?

Aoki Araya felt very puzzled.

Koyo Ozaki did not see the rich heart behind Aoki's calm face: "Mr. Tsushima, do you have any other questions?"

Aoki said sincerely: "Yes. What I want to ask is, besides you two, are there any other cadres in the port mafia?"

Koyo Ozaki smiled: "This is an act of seeking secrets, Mr. Tsushima."

"How about this," she seemed to think for a while, "shall we exchange questions for questions?"

Aoki raised his chin: "Yes."

After he agreed, Ozaki Momiji spoke readily:

"Besides me and Chuya, there is another cadre 'A' in the port mafia."

Aoki Araya's face was indifferent: What are you doing, I haven't heard of it at all.

And the name sounds too perfunctory, are you sure it's not some cannon fodder that gets lunch in 3 minutes?

Koye Ozaki said, "Then it's my turn. Excuse me, is Mr. Tsushima a supernatural being?"

Under her gaze, the man named Shuji Tsushima smiled bitterly: "After all, I don't even know what the 'supernatural person' you are talking about is, so I'm afraid I can't answer this question for you."

Koyo Ozaki thought about it.If the man is not lying, then there are only two possibilities:

One, he was involved by the ability of an unknown supernatural being and appeared on the pier; two, he was a rare awakened supernatural being.

The port mafia believes that the latter possibility cannot be ignored, and his calm attitude is not like ordinary people, so Ozaki Koyo chose the attitude of entertaining guests after giving him a big blow.

Otherwise, Shuji Tsushima might have been tortured in the interrogation room now.

Aoki didn't realize that half of his life was almost lost.He thought for a while, and decided to waste another question on the very distinctive names of this group of people: "What is the name of the leader of the port mafia, can you tell me?"

"...Yes." Because this is not a secret in Yokohama, Koyo Ozaki agreed after hesitation, "The leader's full name is Mori Ogai."

Aoki Araya: "...Excuse me, has your leader ever tried to write a book?"

Hearing the key words in Aoki's words, Nakahara Chuya immediately glared over: "After me, you still want to persuade the leader to write something? You are more courageous than I imagined."

really……

Aoki Araya was convinced of his inner thoughts.

In this world—to be precise, at least what can be confirmed is that some of Japan's literary giants have disappeared, and it seems that all of them have become mafia.

But in this case, it doesn't make sense for them to be unresponsive to the name "Shuji Tsushima".

Aoki gave up thinking.Anyway, after he left the port mafia, he could investigate these things as he pleased.

——So, the primary goal now is to get out of here.

After thinking about what Shuji Tsushima would do in this situation, Aoki said straightforwardly: "Since it is confirmed that I am just an ordinary citizen, can I go now?"

Suddenly, the panel that was supposed to be closed jumped out, shocking Aoki Araya, who almost couldn't control his expression.

After careful observation, Aoki found that a percentage appeared in the lower right corner of it:

[10%]

"Of course not." Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered at him, "There is no evidence for your words, and they are just one-sided claims."

The young man finally showed his mafia side: "Prove what you said, or tell the truth after being tortured, you choose one."

"Well," Araya Aoki smiled wryly, "I'm just a poor and weak writer, I can't resist you at all, so why lie?"

He stood up under the gaze of the two.

He has never acted before, and he only knows the most basic information about the character card "Osamu Dazai", but at this moment, Aoki Araya understands mysteriously—if that literary giant stands here, he will How to do it.

At this moment, he felt that he was 【Osamu Dazai】.

At the same time, an indescribable temperament appeared on this man.

If Nakahara Chuzai met Shuji Tsushima in this appearance at the pier, then he would definitely not think that this man was just an ordinary person dressed in a weird way, nor would he let go of even the slightest bit of vigilance.

The numbers on the panel kept rising.

10%…13%…20%…

The rising speed is getting faster and faster, and it will not stop until it breaks through the 40 threshold.

The man showed a dumbfounding expression: "Why do I always encounter such unlucky things. I have already said it, I am just an ordinary writer."

Contrary to his weak speech, the man's speed can be said to be contrary to common sense——

Just in a flash, in an instant, in the blink of an eye, when Koyo Ozaki realized, Nakahara Naka had already been suppressed by him.

Then, the sound of tables and chairs falling down reached her ears.

"Don't use your mighty power to bully the weak, Mr. Nakahara."

Tsushima looked at the astonished young man, the knife held between his fingertips was firmly pressed against his throat.

The white-haired young man frowned and said, "Why do the two 'Central Plains Chuya' like to do this? What I dislike the most is obviously this point in you."