I write dog blood in Yokohama

Before I lost consciousness, I heard the voice of the mysterious voice in despair.

"Zhao Jiaojiao, I really admire you. When you see them, hurry up and run, I don't want you to belch in this world."

……

What the hell, I don't know who is chasing me? ! !

His heart was covered in bewilderment, and the voice of the blue and silver long-haired man who first showed his face echoed in his head. It sounded like... the sound of a bird swimming.

Not to mention the blurry shadow behind him, I have spent eight lifetimes of bad luck being targeted by well-meaning Russians. No matter how I recall, the person who finally appeared in my field of vision is very familiar. Odor Toth balabalabala base.

I hammered the floor hard in my heart. Am I going to leave the Yokohama stage and go to the House of Dead Rats?

The strong smell of blood in the nose is still filling the throat, but a strong stream of water immediately replaces the blood, and penetrates into the nose and mouth uncontrollably, as painful as drowning.

"Cough cough cough cough cough!"

Sitting up suddenly from the ground, the body that regained consciousness was extremely heavy, the clothes on his body were sticking to his body wetly, and his hair was dripping with water.

The pain in my stomach was already a little numb. I covered the gap between my wounds and sat up. I hit something hard on my forehead, and I fell back instantly because of the pain.

There seemed to be a very rough ground under him, the vision in front of him gradually became clear, the sound of water waves flowing around his ears, there was also the sound of moderate wind and the occasional car horn.

"hiss."

Feeling that the water stuck in my mouth seemed to be coughed out, I quickly looked around vigilantly, lying on the spot and not daring to move, not knowing where I was being abducted...

However, there seemed to be a black-haired boy with a bandage sitting in front of him, his body was also wet, his black suit stuck to his body unnaturally, his soft hair was dripping with water, and he looked very embarrassed.

He covered the forehead that was bumped just now, and the only iris-colored eye that was exposed quietly looked down at me.

"Mr. Dazai?"

I was shocked.

Why is Osamu Dazai here? !

I sat up in amazement, but the action was too hasty and I accidentally touched the wound on my stomach. I vomited a mouthful of blood immediately due to the pain, and my body was also extremely weak, even sticky.

The surrounding area is obviously not a dark alley, nor is it the secret base of a certain Russian in the impression. There is a vast blue sky above the head, and there is a very familiar river beside it. The air here is fresh and the green lawn is close above——

No matter how you look at it, it is the river where the bandaged black mud spirit often enters the water.

The wound on my body is still there, but the villain is not there, which means... Osamu Dazai saved me? ! !

"Wow!"

I couldn't take it anymore, so I hugged the black-haired boy in front of me, rubbed blood and snot all over his body, and cried bitterly, "I almost thought I was going to die."

If you die, you won't be able to save Oda Tsukuru!

"Senior Chuya, he also said that he would kill me." I exaggeratedly buried my head in his chest, and treated him as a spiritual friend like I did in the mansion: "We separated from him."

"Mr. Dazai actually knows...Damn it, did you put a bug on my body again, my stomach was opened, it really hurts."

My mentality collapsed, and I was really speechless, no, how could I tm get involved with a kind Russian.

The other party seemed to say something before I fainted, but my mind was too confused to remember clearly, I raised my hand sadly, trying to grab Dazai Osamu's shirt to use it, wait, he seems to be taller than before, isn't it? few?

Subconsciously touched the other person's waist, but the familiar black-haired boy froze for a moment, and suddenly raised his arm and pinched my wrist.

"Mr. Dazai?"

I raised my head in doubt. I don't know why, but I always feel that his attitude is a little bit wrong, and his temperament has also changed slightly.

...Could it be that the unrestrained crying made this guy feel a little annoying.

Oh shit.

I witnessed the departure of Oda Saku together, I thought the two of them were spiritual friends after that night, he, he won't mess with himself with black mud like before, just because he was mixed by the kind Russians A kick? It's obvious that I'm going to evolve into Butei Zai...

Having said that, I looked at the other party subtly: "You put your clothes back on again."

Why is the sand-colored windbreaker of the same style as Oda Sakunosuke missing?

And the bandages were put on again. I feel that the bones and body are much stronger than before. It is more appropriate to call him a youth than an 18-year-old boy. By the way, the direction of his bandages is also reversed, revealing What is the right eye...

Well, I can't make this up.

Quiet.

The atmosphere between the two of them was unusually quiet.

My heart was replaced by silence, and a thought that I didn't dare to guess emerged from the bottom of my heart. Once this thought was confirmed, the reason why the other party had been silent since just now would be known.

Just as I thought in my heart, the same wet black-haired boy sitting in front of me... No, the black-haired boy, his tea-brown eyes scanned me unblinkingly, and a sense of scrutiny mixed with ice-cold crawled from behind, It was a more majestic and imposing look than Hei Shijae's.

After a while, he seemed to be smiling, and looked at me with bright eyes, but when he looked closely, there was a flash of sadness.

The young man touched my cheek with his slender fingers, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "Xiaojiao, are you awake?"

"I heard that you accidentally fell into the river near the Idamachi pier. I was concerned about my subordinates and immediately dropped my work and rushed over. What a worrying child."

……

He is giving me information.

The other party clearly knew who I was lying here, and was reminding me of something when I woke up.

Idamachi Wharf, I remember that was the place where I and Nozawa met for the first time and said goodbye for the last time.

"That's right, Zhao Jiaojiao, you are now in the parallel world of the IF line."

What responded to me was the voice of the mysterious voice, and it appeared out of nowhere at this time, and said in a loud voice: "My lord sent you here, tsk, it's not because you are not up to date at all!" , was caught again in that world.”

"Don't open useless 'branch lines'! My lord said bluntly, your survival rate is 5% if you are taken away by them."

I:……

"But fortunately, we are still very humane. In order to prevent you from dying so easily, my lord will take advantage of the loopholes when the laws don't notice."

What do you mean?

I was speechless and looked at the mysterious voice in my heart. This guy said too much information. After I fell into a coma, it pulled me out of the original world and put me in another world.

Also, what does it mean to "die" and "also" die?

Thinking back carefully, Mysterious Voice scolded this sentence just before he was in a coma... What was he doing with his frantic attitude? When he was on a mission and was dying, he had never seen Mysterious Voice so kind.

I suddenly felt that the cause of my body's death was probably related to the well-meaning Russians.

"It means."

The mysterious voice didn't bother to answer my inner guesses, and coughed a few times pretendingly: "We will directly send your body to another parallel world where 'you' just died, and then pick a suitable time to send you back. You won’t notice anything according to the law, and the teleportation location is naturally a safe place.”

That is to say, I am indeed in a parallel world right now, the mysterious sound wanted to avoid the limelight, and sent me to another unknown world.

And the self in this world is already dead. According to the information provided by Osamu Dazai just now, I died near the Deta Town Pier...

Help.

Why does it sound so weird.

Moreover, Osamu Dazai, who often committed suicide by jumping into the water, ran into the river and rescued me who was dedicated to living. If you tell me about this, you will laugh out loud. Is it serious?

Silently raised his head and looked at the black-haired young man who bent his eyes and stared at him. His soft hair was stuck to his cheek, and the only right eye that was exposed obviously had a panoramic view of my expression, as if directly looking down on my soul , making people tremble and retreat uncontrollably.

Yes, it is the legendary leader Zai.

As if sensing that I flinched for a moment, Osamu Dazai grabbed my wrist and immediately withdrew it.

The look in his eyes was really weird, it was a mixed feeling of joy and weeping, even though it was only for a moment, it still made me subconsciously raise my hand and hold the young man's cold wrist instead.

Both of them were stunned for a moment, but this grip accidentally pulled my own wound, and I broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

The eyes of the black-haired young man wrapped in bandages flicked towards my abdomen, and out of nowhere, a black coat that was not wet was suddenly put on my shoulders.

"Then." He pulled me up with a smile, almost the same expression and attitude as someone from another world, and said lightly, "Staying here is not an option."

"Let's go back."

"...Yes." I endured the pain and pulled the coat that the other party had draped over, but it turned out to be dry.

Crossing the lawn above the river with the other party, the young man beside him cast a look at some place, and his face returned to the cold, majestic and oppressive aura, and there were hidden guards in suits all around us. Came out and handed clean towels and blankets.

Depend on.

I stretched out my hand to take it expressionlessly, but I was already dumbfounded in my heart. I held the towel in surprise, and pinched my mother, so there were so many guards on it...

Yes, after all, it was the leader who almost controlled the entire Kanto power going out.

Seeing Osamu Dazai walking towards the car not far away, I deliberately slowed down a little, and touched my arms palely. There was still paper where I hid the portrait. It seemed that I was not washed away by the river. It was a blessing in misfortune .

The wound was already painful and a little numb, and if he didn't treat it, he would really be doomed. Even if he changed the world urgently, he couldn't get rid of the threat of death.

However, before turning over the portraits, a black-haired girl with an indifferent expression and silver-gray pupils suddenly appeared beside her. She respectfully handed over a stack of drawing paper.

I:?

After taking the object in confusion, the other party withdrew his hand instantly, took a few steps back and disappeared in place.

Without calling the other party to stop me, I lowered my eyes and looked at the drawing paper handed over by the girl. If I didn't look at it, I wouldn't know it.

Those portraits are really too perfect, the shape and the relationship between light and shade are also accurate, and the human body is even more accurate. The painting skills are comparable to "Girl with a Pearl Earring". This kind of portrait can definitely achieve more than 95% of the effect.

Each one is signed in the lower right corner, Baxun Jiaojiao.

This... This is actually my own painting in a parallel world? ! !

I flipped through several pages in a row, all of which were self-portraits completed by the "me" in this world, which can be described as a master level, and that's right, if you know what your abilities are from birth, if you practice until now, your painting skills are definitely better than My quick drawing skills, which I have only learned for less than 3 months, are strong.

Surprised, I took out a ballpoint pen, randomly picked out a self-portrait in a suit, wrote "Healing" next to my stomach, activated the supernatural ability, and the wound was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

More than 95% of the effect is amazing, and the stomach doesn't even feel a little pain.

"Xiaojiao, what are you doing there?"

There was a familiar voice from a black mud spirit in front of him. The smile on his face remained the same, but compared with Osamu Dazai from another world, he always felt a little more cold and mature, and he seemed to beckoning me to hurry over.

Behind the black-haired boy was a ochre-red figure wearing a top hat. That delicate face was so familiar.

The other party also noticed my gaze, and there was no expression on his face. He just frowned and looked away strangely, and bent down respectfully to open the door for the bandaged black-haired young man.

awkward.

I have to say that it was a bit embarrassing to meet Nakahara Zhongya again, not to mention that we only parted ways a few minutes ago, even though he is a good man in the if world.

Outrageous on Nima.

I didn't dare to get into Dazai Osamu's car, and after looking around, I found Hirotsu Liulang. I quickly got into the old man's car, but the other party accepted it after being surprised for a moment, and hit him respectfully. Say hello.

This made me curious about the position of my "self" in another world in PortMafia. Looking at the people around me, it seems that they respect me and most of them know me.

The process of going back went smoothly, except that the leader's car exploded once when he got into the car, and the escort's car exploded twice... Well, it didn't go smoothly at all, okay?

Until I arrived at the headquarters building of PortMafia, my heart was full of fantasy. As a guerrilla captain who once directly belonged to Mori Ogai, I made it clear——

Even Sen Ou didn't get this treatment when he went out.

Wiping the nosebleed from being bumped by the car, I got out of the car without expression. Although the stomach injury healed, my body was still very weak, and I almost vomited a mouthful of blood again.

"Lord Yaxun, we're here."

Guangjin Liulang stopped the car, and someone outside took the initiative to open the door for me. The leader and his party returned to the PortMafia headquarters as if nothing happened, and they were not assassinated or attacked at all.

Osamu Dazai, wearing a new shawl, has already entered the hall. He doesn't seem to respond to which car I'm coming back in (accurately, I took his car according to his words), and he is very accommodating in his drenched body. The suit went upstairs.

Corresponding to this, the subordinates in the building were silent like cicadas, holding their breath as they watched the leader's drenched appearance, with cold sweat on his face, but Dazai Osamu didn't notice this, and soon disappeared.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to follow up and ask about the situation here.

Stepping into the headquarters building of the port mafia, the fortified and empty hall is obviously more cold and depressing than when Mori Ogai was in power, and the positions of some devices and guards have also been changed.

Fortunately, the location of the elevator has not changed. I pressed the button and was about to wait for the elevator to come down, when I suddenly found a certain ocher figure wearing a top hat beside me, looking like he was waiting for the elevator.

……

Why is he here, doesn't he need to protect the leader Zai? ?

Noticing that the other party's gaze fell on me from time to time, I felt extremely embarrassed inside, turned my head very subtly, thought for a while and then greeted: "Mr. Zhongya...Mr. Zhongyuan."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The orange-haired young man's bones have obviously grown a lot, his body is different from the aura of a mature male, and the strand of long hair that was left was loosely hung on his shoulders. He seemed to choke when he heard my address, and his eyebrows Also frown again.

He raised his jaw a little, revealing his blue eyes and delicate features, and said in a puzzled and strange tone, "When did I say I was going to kill you?"