Mysterious Organization Tivat

"Nakahara-kun is still a child, and it's normal for children to be impatient and conceited." Oda Sakunosuke saw that Nakahara still didn't understand, and explained patiently.

"Although supernatural abilities are innate, you still need to learn how to use them." Wanye said in a warm voice with tolerance and helplessness, "Chuya, your impatience in character prevents you from comprehending the essence of your supernatural abilities. It can be used roughly, and its strength will even be limited by different abilities."

"On the other hand, conceit makes you ignore the problems, even if you realize that something is wrong, you don't care about it." Xing Qiu added on the side. "The embankment of a thousand miles collapses in an ant's nest. A momentary negligence slowly accumulates, and it will lead to a catastrophe."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stayed in the comfort zone for too long.

His arrogance is not without reason. Gravity makes him strong, and the sheep around him rely on him. When Zhong Yuanzhong was still a blank sheet of paper, the environment slowly dyed him color.

I am powerful, dependent, and conceited, which has become a matter of course.

Because of this, the Central Plains has never felt the powerlessness of the weak.

Do elephants care about the ants they trampled to death?

Will an elephant consider what to do if it is bitten by an ant?

Of course not.

Even if one's body is bulky, even if one's trunk is weak, even if one's teeth are not sharp enough, it is more than enough to crush ants to death.

So why worry about unnecessary things?

But what if one day, this elephant meets an elephant stronger than it?

If there is no goal to look up to, there will be no motivation to move forward.

If there is no more powerful elephant, this elephant will still be satisfied with the success of trampling the ants to death.

"Chuya, if you cannot control gravity, you will be dominated by it." Manyo said softly.

Gravity is the sharpest weapon in the Central Plains, but the weapon needs to be polished carefully, and it needs to be understood carefully. If it is only used blindly, without paying attention to the state of the weapon, the weapon that thinks it is sharp becomes blunt, but it is only in battle. When you discover this, it will be too late.

If he can't fully control this weapon, maybe one day, the sharp blade will turn against himself.

Because of the conceit of gravity, Nakahara Chuya misjudged his own strength, so he lost to Manyo.

In that battle, he had a chance to be the last victor.

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his lips. He subconsciously wanted to refute, but there was another voice in his heart.

Yes, you're impatient, you're vain, they're all right.

This good card in your hand cannot be fully used by you, because - "You are not yet qualified to fully control gravity."

Nakahara Chuya suddenly returned to that day.

The cold and sharp blade penetrated into his shoulder inch by inch, and the warm blood and strength were dissipated together, and were blown to pieces by the wanton wind.

A cold yet gentle sigh fell beside Zhongyuan Zhongye's ears.

"You are not yet qualified to fully control gravity."

"So, I won."

Nakahara also looked down at his hands.

Covered by dark red light, he clenched his fist blankly, and the familiar gravity made Zhong Yuanzhong also feel strange.

"I understand."

He raised his chin and looked at Wan Ye provocatively, "Man Ye, next time, I will beat you."

This is Zhongye in the Central Plains, how could he be defeated by such a little difficulty.

The confusion in the orange-haired boy's eyes has disappeared, replaced by flying confidence.

Yes, this is the Central Plains.

Wan Ye smiled, "Then we have an appointment, next time, let's fight again."

In the not-so-spacious clinic, sundries were piled up everywhere, and the corridors were not turned on, so the moonlight through the curtains could barely illuminate the footsteps.

Da da.

The young man hummed an out-of-tune tune with his immature voice, and his brisk footsteps showed his good mood.

At the end of the corridor was an open door.

The dim light inside the door shines on the boy's feet through the gap, and together with the shadow, divides this narrow world into two parts.

The young man rested his hand on the bronze European-style doorknob, humming a little tune and pushed the door open.

"I'm back~"

No matter how many times he smelled the smell of disinfectant, he still couldn't get used to it. Osamu Dazai wrinkled his nose and slapped his face a few times in disgust.

"It's Dazai."

Mori Ogai stood in front of the cabinet full of medical reagents, with his back to Osamu Dazai.

"I came back later than usual today, what happened?"

"Ah, Mr. Mori clearly knows, why do you still ask me." Osamu Dazai threw himself on the sofa, found a comfortable position, and turned to look at Mori Ogai. "Mr. Sen already knows, they have already left the hospital."

Mori Ogai did not answer, but instead asked, "Does Dazai-kun hate Yukiaki-kun?"

"It's worse than hating Mr. Mori." Dazai turned over, lay on the sofa, and said lazily, "But Mr. Mori still chose to arrange for me to monitor him."

"That's why Dazai-kun deliberately let Xingqiu-kun go to take revenge on me." Mori Ogai turned around, casually shaking the test tube in his hand, and sighed, "It's so bad, Dazai-kun."

"Hey, is Mr. Mori angry?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, with an innocent expression on his baby-fat face, "I thought it would be fine as long as it doesn't affect Mr. Mori's plan."

"Dazai-kun is still so smart." Mori Ogai hooked his lips, "Unfortunately, Xing Qiu-kun must be very angry now."

Mori Ogai put the prepared test tube into the cabinet, and the potion showed a faint blue color under the cold white light.

"The potion for painless death has been prepared. As long as Dazai-kun does one more thing for me to cancel the matter of letting Xing Qiu-jun go, the potion can also be given to you."

"Really?" Hearing that the potion for painless death was finally prepared, Osamu Dazai sat up excitedly, eagerly staring at the test tube that Mori Ogai had just put in.

"As long as Dazai-kun apologizes to Xingqiu-kun for me, and I can get Xingqiu-kun's forgiveness." Mori Ogai locked the cabinet and put the key in his pocket under Dazai's watchful eyes. "I won't put such an important thing in a conspicuous place. If you want to get the real potion, just do it for me first."

"I believe that Dazai-kun knows how to do it."

Manyo and Oda Sakunosuke, who moved out of the Supernatural Special Affairs Department Hospital, returned to the safe house they used to live in, with a Xingqiu attached.

The safehouse had also been baptized by a mafia gunfire, and it was devastated, with several windows shattered, bullet holes in the walls, and furniture used to vent their anger.

There was no way, before they arrived, Manyo and Oda Sakunosuke ran away. They couldn't find anyone, so they could only destroy their residence in a formal way.

Oda Sakunosuke looked at the deformed door, although it could barely keep it closed, it was obviously not safe enough.

Staring at the crumbling window, Xing Qiu questioned his soul, "Can people really live here?"

"Probably..." Oda Sakunosuke tentatively opened his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, the water valve in the kitchen suddenly exploded, and water streamed out.

"...No." Oda Sakunosuke silently added.

"It's going to be difficult now." Wan Ye covered her face.

This is almost the case in Oda Sakunosuke's safe house.

"Wan Ye, what have you guys done? To be hated so much." Xing Qiu asked with a questioning face.

Looking around, the only way to settle down is at the door, oh, it can't be done now, the water is about to overflow.

"What did you do, uh...let's be a chivalrous man." Wanye spread his hands innocently, "It's already late, let's stay here first, and make other plans tomorrow."

Alas, it can only be like this first.

Xing Qiu touched the God's Eye on his waist, looking at the water stains on the ground with a sad face.

He can make water, but he can't absorb water.

The reliable Oda Sakunosuke said, "When I came up, I saw that the lights next door were still on. I will try to borrow tools."

"I'm going to tidy up the bedroom."

"I'm going to help Manyo tidy up the bedroom."

The three quickly assigned work and took action, and soon Oda Sakunosuke returned. He borrowed a toolbox from a kind neighbor and repaired the water valve in the kitchen.

Manyo and Yukiaki managed to make the bedroom look liveable, and the three of them squeezed into one bed and spent a difficult night.

If you want to defeat the enemy, you must first understand the enemy.

"Although this possibility is very small, if the power in Mori Ogai's hands cannot be resolved by the three of us, we can only choose to give up." Yukiaki reminded Manyo, "I met Mori Ogai in the shopping street. He must have manned around there."

Wan Ye nodded, "I understand, you should also pay attention to safety."

"Manyo, you have to be careful." Oda Sakunosuke said with concern.

Yukiaki's analysis concluded that Mori Ogai's goal was Manyo, so the three of them planned that Yukiaki and Oda Sakunosuke would go together to collect information near the Mori Ogai Clinic.

Manyo acted alone, using himself as a bait to attract Mori Ogai's attention, and looking for opportunities to catch Mori Ogai's men, trying to get information from the other party.

Unexpectedly, Manyo met Mori Ogai as soon as he stepped into the shopping street.

Mori Ogai didn't wear a white coat like before, with a decadent look on his face, but a slim European-style coat, with a red rose that hadn't bloomed pinned to his chest, and gracefully saluted Manyo as a gentleman.

"Feng Yuan-kun, long time no see."

Manyo noticed that Alice was not around Mori Ogai, and Kazeya told him that everything around him was normal.

It seemed that Mori Ogai came to him alone.

When did you start being watched?

Wan Ye frowned slightly.

He didn't believe it was a coincidence that he met Mori Ogai just after he entered the shopping street.

"Mr. Mori, what's the matter?" Manyo ignored Mori Ogai's polite words, and asked him directly what the purpose of coming to him was.

Seeing Manyo's reaction, a wry smile appeared on Mori Ogai's lips.

"I apologize to Fengyuan-kun for my previous behavior, but I hope Fengyuan-kun can believe me. I have no malice towards you and Xingqiu-kun. This is just a misunderstanding."

"Ok?"

Mori Ogai's weakness made Manyo stunned for a moment, he looked at Mori Ogai silently, as if thinking about the credibility of his words.

Mori Ogai took the opportunity to say, "The last time we met, I took the risk of being discovered by the port mafia to deliver news to the two of you."

"I didn't think carefully about Xing Qiujun's matter, but Xing Qiujun didn't suffer any harm, did he?"

"...Indeed." Wanye said lightly.

He owes Mori Ogai a favor, so it's better to listen to what he has to say for now, besides attracting Mori Ogai's attention, Xingqiu can act better.

It's just that Manyo doesn't know that Yukiaki and Oda Sakunosuke also met acquaintances.