I turned out to be beautiful and miserable?

The corner of the medical box just hit the man's forehead, and blood flowed into his big eyes, which were stared because of hatred, and they were stained red, looking like a ghost, it was extremely scary.

Hojo Xingmu didn't realize for a while that he was the man who enthusiastically told Osamu Dazai about his organization's plan today.

"Didn't you say it was just acting!" The man yelled, unable to understand why so many brothers died in such a short time.

Although their organization is not orthodox, the relationship between everyone is absolutely undeniable by everyone.

So...he wanted to kill Osamu Dazai.

It's a pity that Osamu Dazai is very busy now, and he hardly has time to look at this side. After confirming that Hojo Xingmu was not injured, he focused on blocking the uncoordinated attacks of those people.

Beijo Xingmu didn't know how to explain to him, so he just looked at him silently, and his hand holding the medical kit belt was slightly tight.

The man's current state of mind is really bad, and he is on the verge of losing control at any time. He is not sure whether he can survive his next wave of attacks.

Hmm... After all, this person is really desperate.

Some trouble!The few things that can save lives have all been used before coming here.

The man blinked, blood and tears fell together, he took a deep breath to control himself and shouted to Beitiao Xingmu: "Hey, don't stop me! Although you are not a good person, but I I don’t want to bully someone who looks like he’s going to die!”

"Use this!" Chuya's voice came from afar.

In the next moment, a knife with a cold light stabbed towards Beitiao Xingmu quickly.Seeing that he was about to tear his clothes, he stopped in time, and finally landed firmly in the palm of Beijo Xingmu.

"..." Although I was shocked by Nakahara Chuya's proficiency in manipulating gravity, I am also very grateful that I really took time out of my busy schedule to notice myself.

But why not give a wooden barn! !It's true that a knife is a good knife, but you must know how to use it yourself!

Central Plains also gave Hojo Xingmu the weapons for self-defense, and then devoted himself to the battle again.Helpless, Hojo Xingmu had no choice but to forcefully attack with a knife.

The young doctor is more familiar with the structure of the human body than anyone else, and he knows best where a stab can make a man completely incapacitated.

Seeing that he was unwilling to let him go, the man raised his knife and rushed over with a loud roar.

Beijo Xingmu tried his best to dodge, but his arm was still cut, and then he was punched in the abdomen.

"..." The difference in the human body is really not just talk.

The state of Osamu Dazai behind him is not much better, the battle has changed from being easy to do, to being taken advantage of when a certain flaw is revealed, and then being beaten up.

Help, the enemies are all the same, but the gap is so big!

The young doctor couldn't stop trembling because of the touch and pain, but he was very conscious and knew that the man should not be allowed to pass by, so he still held the knife tightly and stood in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" The veins on the back of the short man's hand holding the knife bulged, and he yelled at Beitiao Xingmu: "You can't beat me at all, don't you know?"

"Is there a psychological problem that makes your brain not working?!"

The young doctor looked at him without emotion, and was not ready to continue communicating with the irrational man.The dark eyes stared at him closely, not missing a chance to catch the opening.

The man who had completely lost his mind roared and raised his knife and slashed over. Hojo Hoshimu pursed his lower lip and his eyes gradually became firmer—at least he was the junior of Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai, the most basic defensive move besides medical skills He still will.

Although he has not used it for a long time because of his illness and even now he has no desire to survive, but now he is not trying to save himself.

So under the pressure, he finally kicked the man out.

This sharp blow caused the knife in the man's hand to be thrown out completely, and the whole person fell into deeper despair. He looked blankly at the brothers who were still injured and died in the distance with dull eyes, and felt a deep wave of self-blame. up.

I probably shouldn't have joined this organization to play mafia games from the very beginning... The real mafia is more cruel and heartless than they imagined. He should be suitable for finding a job and going to an izakaya to drink and party with his colleagues after get off work, and then be ordinary Live your life.

But it's too late to regret now.

He looked up at the young doctor whose chest was heaving slightly, seized the opportunity to catch his breath, got up suddenly, raised his knife and stabbed him fiercely.

——It doesn't matter who it is, killing this person can at least save the lives of the brothers.

After a little explosion, Beijo Xingmu really didn't even have the strength to raise his hand. In just a few seconds, he quickly judged what the man was thinking, and then gave up resisting.

Being sick, his desire to survive was more than a little bit lower than these people, and his pale lips even evoked a relaxed arc at the last moment.

That was the first time the young doctor showed such a smile.

Although he is by no means a serious person on weekdays, probably due to the unique affinity of doctors, even a little joke on weekdays will make him purse the corners of his lips.

But each time it's heavy and false.

Only this time, he really hoped that he could disappear from this world and stop being a "heterogeneous".

The expected pain came, and the huge and thick animal claws grabbed the man's chest first, and the warm blood splashed on the young doctor's face.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and the half-beast Atsushi Nakajima looked at him worriedly and asked, "Doctor Hojo...are you not injured?"

The rest of his life after the catastrophe was not fortunate. The young doctor's body was visibly stiffened by the naked eye. He blinked his eyes twice weakly and palely, and then took a sharp step back and trembled violently.

It was as if what he saw was not the fluffy fluff that he usually liked, but some devil that blocked him.

Atsushi Nakajima widened his eyes in worry, and shouted to Osamu Dazai: "Mr. Dazai!!"

Beitiao Xingmu's current state can no longer be described as wrong. His well-manicured and round nails are tightly clenched in the palm of his hand, leaving pinches, and there are still blood stains on his fair face, but he doesn't seem to feel it at all. Just tremble.

"Let's knock him out first." Hojo Xingmu's state was also unexpected by Osamu Dazai. The situation is urgent, and what can be done now is to prevent him from harming himself.

Then, Hojo Xingmu completely lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he didn't open his eyes immediately, and asked the system in his heart: [What's the progress of the mission now? 】

[The main task has been approved by the senior brother: the current progress is 80%]

In fact, it reached 85% at the highest point, but it was obviously hated when Hojo Xingmu passed out.

[Why did you do this on purpose? 】The system cannot understand.

[Because I always have to leave, right? ] Beijo Xingmu replied softly: 【The original "Beijo Xingmu" can't come back anymore, he's going to leave anyway, so it's better to find the most logical reason. 】

Besides, until the end, "Hojo Xingmu" really didn't recover from his illness.

The system still doesn't quite understand it. It is a difficult task to let a series of data understand the complexity of human beings. Hojo Xingmu doesn't intend to continue to explain it. Anyway, it has been like this since the first time he did the task, and it is not bad. Should get used to it.

The original owner is destined not to come back, but he can print some evidence that he has been in this world.At least that way someone will remember him.

Hojo Xingmu's neck hurt so badly, Nakajima Atsushi must have panicked at that time, he used a lot of strength, and now he can't even do the minimum twist.

Beijo Xingmu simply got out of bed, went to the window and opened it.

Both the phone and the watch are lost, so he has no way of knowing the exact time and can only roughly judge the current time based on the sun outside.

[I've been asleep all day? ] Squinting and slightly raising his hand to cover the high and glaring sun, Hojo Xingmu asked.

[No, three days. 】

[…] No wonder I’m so hungry.

Hojo Xingmu was a little glad that he didn't wake up in the Armed Detective Agency. Given the current state of affairs, he definitely couldn't open his mouth to eat.But the dormitory is different. There are a lot of instant noodles here, which can be used to relieve hunger.

He clutched his hungry, colic stomach, went to the kitchen to boil water, and finally recovered after drinking a cup of noodles.

After the hunger in the stomach subsided, the pain from the wound surged up again like needle pricks. According to the dryness of the gauze on the wound, Hojo Hoshimu guessed that Yosano Akiko should have changed his medicine not long ago, and knew that he would not have any aftermath for the time being. He just lay lazily on the tatami and started to think about the next plan.

It is already the limit to get here without meeting each other. Even if I break through the limit and become a transcendent now, I don't think it will attract the attention of Mori Ogai.So the best way is to get close to Mori Ogai and leave an indelible impression on him.

There are many ways to gain recognition, and Hojo Xingmu thinks this is the most useful method.

After all, there is one thing to say, he really can't reach the ridiculously flexible brains of Dazai Osamu and Edogawa Ranpo.Facing tasks with ease is only because of more experience and knowing that one can quickly judge various results.

Just this will not impress Mori Ogai.And that's not the young doctor he played.

So I can only do it against Mori Ogai.

The first thing he thought of was that his junior brother would definitely not be able to do such a thing, and his task would be completed if he reached the highest level of approval at that moment.

As for what's next?

This is also what Hojo Xingmu would do in every world—tell the client that their existence was never to get someone or something, there are so many things that such an excellent ability can do, why trap yourself Where is the world?

[Tong, please help me keep an eye on Mori Ogai during this time.It also includes all important documents of the port mafia and every move of the four cadres. 】

System: [...Aren't you afraid that my host will burn out! ? 】

I am not willing to feed the horses (do not upgrade the system), but I hope the horses run fast. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

【So will you help me? 】Hojo Xingmu blinked his eyes twice, his peach blossom eyes overflowing with spring.

This is exactly the same appearance as Hojo Xingmu, and it is indeed the host who has been with him since he was conscious.

The system was silent for a while, then sighed, [I see.Be sure to upgrade me after you go out! ! 】

【sure. 】Hojo Xingmu smiled, and readily agreed to it.

Hmm... Anyway, it's just an upgrade from 1.0 to 2.0, so it doesn't cost much...

They chatted together for a while, and soon when the sun was setting, the birds outside were chirping, and they flew back to the nest after being tired all day.

Beijo Xingmu heard the sound of the keyhole turning, and his dark eyes were still looking at the ceiling motionless, as if these still lifes were more interesting to him than the people who came in.

They are indeed more attractive to teenagers with Decotard syndrome and a tendency to exacerbate them.

"Oh, Mr. Xingmu is really awake." The plastic bag in Dazai Osamu's hand rattled, and he lifted the transparent bag high: "I brought you lunch and milk."

It was rare for this person to be generous, and he didn't even need to think about it because the people in the Armed Detective Agency told him to do so.

The young doctor realized that there was someone after he hadn't realized it. His dark eyes looked over emotionlessly. Even under the setting sun, there was no light inside, but he still smiled and said, "Thank you Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai shook his head to express that he didn't need to care, put the bento on the table, opened it, pushed it to Hojo Xingmu, and then sat cross-legged opposite him: "Xingmu-kun, do you need me to tell you what happened afterwards?"

"Mr. Dazai, do you want to talk?" The young doctor lacked interest, and didn't come to eat the bento immediately, but opened the medicine box and began to make up for what was missing.

"To be honest, I don't think so at all." Osamu Dazai yawned and looked sleepy again: "Anyway, the result is already doomed, so if I tell you again, I might as well take advantage of this time to commit suicide."

"Since you don't think it's necessary." Beijo Xingmu closed the medical box and observed it carefully, and found a little depression on the corner.

Hmm...it hurts just looking at it.

"But Dr. Xie Ye and they all think that I should say a few more words to Mr. Xingmu, after all, your state is really scary." Osamu Dazai curled his lips a little aggrieved: "I don't even dare to get close to you anymore .”

The state of Hojo Xingmu at that time was deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone present, even if they looked at the heartless Osamu Dazai, they were somewhat concerned.

——Is there really no way to treat this disease?

But he quickly suppressed the idea.

Even he himself can't quit suicide. To put it bluntly, they are all the same kind of people. It would be too strange if he still finds a way to solve this disease.

"Mr. Xingmu won't die, right?" The two were silent for a while, and Osamu Dazai looked at Hojo Xingmu seriously and asked word by word.

"It's strange that such words come from Dazai-kun's mouth..." The young doctor was stunned for a moment, with a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, and silently pulled the distance between the two of them a little bit further.

"Everyone is going to die, even me, right?" Hojo Xingmu pursed his lips and smiled, and he couldn't help but sigh Dazai Osamu's weird intuition - he was so sensitive when he had just formed a death plan in his heart noticed it.

Hmm... I hope that the next world will not encounter such a smart and somewhat exaggerated person.