The lover that gravity makes is wrong

As for why the body bag of Hyoudou Kazun appeared in the cockpit of the cruise ship, it was actually the request of a certain ghost girl.

A few hours ago, when everyone returned to the cabin to prepare for the thunderstorm, the third son took a slow step deliberately, and cast his eyes on the corpses lying across the deck like garbage.

As if on purpose, the survivors silently skipped the bones of Hyoudou Kazuson when checking the damage.

They didn't even bother to throw it into the sea. They just left it open on the deck so carelessly that people who passed by watched and hated it, and by the way accepted the erosion of the coming thunderstorm and wind and rain.

If you are lucky, this despised corpse might be chopped into ashes by the next thunder and lightning, and rolled into the sea, ending the life of exposing corpses in the wilderness ahead of schedule.

However, Sanzi had another decision.

"There's something wrong with this old dead body."

The red-haired girl walked to the side of the bone and squatted down, her emerald pupils reflected a thoughtful look, and her eyes wandered back and forth between Hyoudou Kazuson's head and the shriveled heart at the bone's chest.

"Not right?"

Zhong Yuan stayed beside the third son, keeping a distance from the girl that he could touch with just raising his hand.

His eyes quickly swept over the head and the shriveled heart, and then returned to the profile of the third son,

"If you are worried, just cut off the head, dig out that thing together, and grind it into powder. If you do this, no matter how stubborn the corpse is, it is impossible to suddenly bring the dead back to life."

What's more, judging from the state of this dead body, there should be no chance of fraudulent corpse.

When the ocher-haired boy said this, his tone was very flat.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his face as handsome as a scorching sun showed the complete opposite of coldness and cruelty.

Just like breaking bones and pulverizing corpses, which makes ordinary people terrified, in the eyes of young teenagers, it is nothing more than a common operation.

Probably only at this time, people will have the cognition of 'this young man in front of me is really a mafia'.

"No, my intuition tells me that it's better to keep it like this."

The third son stared at the corpse for a moment, then slowly shook his head, rejecting this exciting proposal.

The girl stood up holding the palm handed by the person beside her, turned her head, and said to Nakahara Chuya,

"I want to observe this thing for a while, so...Mr. Zhongyuan, let's get a body bag first!"

Observed?

Hearing this, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and stared at the bones on the deck without a word.

Can this thing really stand up again?

However, it turns out that——

This thing really can fucking stand up again!

Wheel of Hope, in the cockpit

The third son was the first to discover that the bones were abnormal.

At that time, a certain gravitational boy, who was operated by a god, hit the iron plate, and his whole body and mind fell on the red-haired girl.

The young man stared unblinkingly at the ghost who raised his hand to wipe his hair, his cobalt blue pupils dimmed.

Just as his thoughts were slowly sliding towards a clearer direction following the actions of the third son, suddenly, Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed the girl's soft eyes froze.

While he was wondering, he felt his body lighten up, and then he turned his angle of view, and his whole body was thrown up!

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "?!"

Wait a minute, what kind of ceremony is this? !

Being thrown high without warning made him look dazed, but after seeing the situation on the ground clearly, he quickly used the gravity to stay in the air, and then his face sank.

In the cabin, the crew members who were cheering and jumping unconsciously fell to the ground unconsciously at some point.

They were foaming at the mouth, their limbs twitched abnormally, and strange red round tubes were crouching in their shadows, constantly sucking golden things out of them and converging in a certain direction.

"Ah, this fresh vitality, the feeling of being alive—!"

At the gathering point of several red round pipes, the strong body bag was crushed by the protruding bone claws.

The next moment, a half-human, half-skeleton monster stepped on the torn cloth and slowly stood up.

It's Hyoudou Kazun.

He was still alive.

The red-haired girl took a step forward and stood in front of Nakahara Chuya.

****

"Hahahaha, what about the wraith, what about karma, the old man came back alive from hell!"

"No one can kill me, no one deserves to punish me—!"

Hyoudou Kazun laughed maniacally, but the neck that was left with blood foam could not fully support his head, so the head could only be broken, hanging askew on the spine, squinting his eyes at the third son and Nakahara Chuya.

"It's you..."

The human-headed skeleton took two steps forward awkwardly, dragging the suspicious red round tube on the ground, approaching the two of them,

"Come on, let's become the nourishment of this old man! Ooooooooh—the vitality of the superhuman, the vitality of the immortal—!"

Hey, disgusting old guy, life is so tough.

Zhongyuan Zhongye, who was floating in the air, made a 'click', moved his lower phalanx, and was about to send the monster down to the underworld, when a light heh sounded first, stopping Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"Stay there and don't move, Teacher Zhongyuan!"

The girl's emerald eyes stared warily at the side of Hyoudou Kazun, the red tubes wriggling on the ground like shadows, grasping vigorously with the five fingers of her right hand, a golden ripple swayed in the air like water patterns.

The red-haired girl stretched out her hand and pulled out a sharp mace. With a flash of her figure, she slammed at Hyoudou Kazuson hard.

bah—

Hyoudou Kazun, who couldn't dodge in time, kept an exaggerated expression on his face, like a toy, and was easily sent flying.

The human head and skeleton fell on the wall of the cabin, and the fragile skeleton was shattered and fell to the ground sparsely.

But something weird happened.

The monster with a human head and white bones not only showed no anger, but snickered excitedly.

"Hee hee hee, it's useless, the old man said, hell can't do anything to me."

The tentacles seemed to be connected to the red round tube of the crew, and soon, the shattered skeleton healed and spliced ​​back to its original position.

In just a few seconds, Hyoudou Kazuson once again stood up intact with only the skull remaining.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhong Yuanzhong also found that the monster's bones seemed to be much harder, and the shriveled heart seemed to be activated, and it jumped invisibly.

"It's not an illusion."

The third son clenched the weapon in his hand, and said what he had in mind, "He is plundering the life force of the people on board and restoring their bodies."

In terms of time, it should have started after this old thing was gnawed into bones.

It's just that at that time, there was a heroic spirit from a foreign country, he didn't dare to make it too obvious, and chose to lurk in secret instead.

Hyoudou Kazun's first target is actually Nakahara Chuya, but because the red-haired boy has been following the ghost messenger, the opponent still can't find the right time to make a move, and instead attacks ordinary tourists first.

He connected those red round tubes to the shadows of tourists.

Speaking of which, if the third son had followed Zhongyuan Chuya's suggestion and smashed the heart of the skeleton directly, this old immortal would probably be very happy.

——The life value of the three hundred passengers who died instantly was enough to restore him to his human form.

... Trouble, but it is at this time.

The price of [All Living Wishes] is still continuing, and the pain that was deliberately suppressed took advantage of the girl's distraction to roll out again.

The hand of the third son holding the mace slightly trembled slightly, and he frowned,

"Mr. Zhongyuan, just stay on it and don't make a move. If you are touched by that thing, it will be very troublesome."

As if confirming the girl's words, the monster-like Hyoudou Kazuon clicked his tongue regretfully.

But this little regret was not enough to spoil his good mood.

Although he failed to get the vitality of PortMafia's Gravitator, the energy of the more than 300 people on board was enough for him to stand here without any scruples, waiting for the passengers to be drained and consumed by him.

Hyoudou Kazun was extremely proud, like every villain BOSS in the manga who successfully plotted against the protagonist, he proudly opened his hand bones, and introduced his killer trumpet eloquently,

"Extraordinary ability, flesh and bones. I never expected it to be such a wonderful ability. As long as I have it, no matter how many times I die, even if my body is crushed, I can crawl out of hell!"

"Ah, speaking of which, the old man should thank you, Assistant Hell Officer."

The human-headed skeleton turned sideways, staring at the third son with those bloodshot eyes,

"If it wasn't for your gift, this old man wouldn't have discovered this. Thank you so much, Assistant Officer of Hell."

"is it?"

The third son looked at Hyoudou Kazun coldly, the sharp mace gleaming coldly in her hand,

"Since you want to express your gratitude, why don't you go to hell with me? Don't worry, our jailers are very professional and will definitely receive you warmly and make you feel at home."

Facing the threat from the messenger of the underworld, the human-headed skeleton laughed nonchalantly.

"Come on, let me show you the real 'Banquet of Glory'—a banquet where I die with glory for the sake of my future!"

More bloody tentacle discs fell from Bone's body.

They swam like snakes, drilled out of the various gaps in the cockpit, and headed for the third-floor cabin.

Countless weak passengers fell down one after another, and the successively squeezed vitality made their skin mottled and wrinkled, and soon showed varying degrees of aging.

In the cockpit, the red-haired girl stared expressionlessly at Hyoudou Kazuson who was crazily absorbing the vitality of the passengers, her brain spinning wildly.

Obviously, after the power is completely released, this old immortal can absorb the life of others through media or physical contact.

The core of Yiyi’s ability to drive——

The third son stared at the shriveled heart that was constantly filling and regaining vitality, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Do you want to dig it out and smash it?

No, the vitality of more than 300 passengers is preserved there. If it is crushed, others will not be able to live.

Time is limited... the longer it is delayed, the more disadvantageous it will be.

Once and for all, a quick solution to the immediate predicament——

The ghost messenger girl looked at the human-headed skeleton, and suddenly let go of the mace she was holding tightly.

"Three sons?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also made a sound in surprise, he keenly felt that the girl's state at this time was not right.

The third son turned his back to Chuya Zhongyuan and did not answer.

The sharp ghost weapon fell from the girl's hand, turned into light, and disappeared.

At the same time, the air in the cockpit began to vibrate uncomfortably.

The electronic equipment in the room beeped warningly, and the 200-degree floor-to-ceiling glass windows were all shattered by invisible forces.

"【Sinner Houdou Kazun—】"

The girl's hollow voice echoed in the air.

With the irresistible power of the ruling, it fell coldly like a sentence from above.

The third son took a step forward with his right foot, and the greenery that used to be as clear as the green hills after the rain faded from the girl's pupils, turning into an inorganic, cold gray.

The air condensed around the girl's body.

She slowly spread out her left hand, and the dazzling light gathered in her palm, gradually outlining a scepter-like shape with a long handle.

"What, what are you going to do!"

Although he didn't understand what it was, the human head and skeleton monster instinctively sensed the crisis.

It's like the natural fear of creatures against natural enemies.

A kind of trembling engraved in his bones came out like crazy, screaming the doomsday continuously in his ears.

Die—really die! !

Hyoudou Kazun trembled and wanted to escape, but the supporting bones gave way, and he knelt and sat on the ground.

The breath of death has never descended on his head so clearly like at this moment.

The monster knelt down on the ground as if being tortured.

It struggled to stand up, but was suppressed by the coercion of the trial, so it could only keep its forehead firmly pressed to the ground, threatening and begging for mercy loudly in horror,

"——Impossible! Huang Quan, if you don't kill the old man, I will die, and everyone else on the boat will die!"

"Did you hear that! A monster from hell! The old man is dead, and no one else can live!"

****

at the same time

The ghost and god assistant officer who was far away in the Yan Mo Hall suddenly paused the hand that reviewed the documents.

With a click, I accidentally pinched the ballpoint pen in my hand.

The black-haired assistant seemed to sense something.

He put down the ballpoint pen in his hand, which was only one step away from becoming slag, and stood up from the chair with a dark face.

Ghost Lantern turned around, solemnly bowed to King Yan Mo on the trial seat, and said,

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, please allow me to ask for leave temporarily and leave for a few minutes."

****

Wheel of Hope, in the cockpit

[You can't let this idiot take out that scepter-like thing. 】

A kind of wonderful inspiration flashed through Nakahara Chuya's mind.

The red-haired boy couldn't tell where this idea came from.

But floating in midair, at this moment, with his eyes, he could clearly see that the power that was originally stably surrounding the girl was being crazily drawn and flowed towards the red-haired girl's open palm.

As the outline of the scepter became more and more clear, Sanzi's already pale face was almost transparent, and cold sweat emerged on the girl's forehead.

【Never let her pull out the scepter! 】

Nakahara Chuya's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly appeared next to the third son, and stretched out his hand without thinking.

A trace of divine breath different from the gravity ability quietly emerged, and without the red-haired boy himself noticing it, it mixed into the red light of the ability.

It helped Zhong Yuan Zhong also pass through the power barrier around the third son, and then "boom"——

He punched the girl on the forehead.

"Give me—wake up—fool!"

The moment the fist fell, the gathered rays of light collapsed as if they were disturbed.

At the same time, the real burning pain on her forehead also successfully brought back the reason of the red-haired girl.

"...Okay, it hurts so much! Teacher Zhongyuan!"

Probably because the knock was really hard this time, the third son who came to his senses covered his head with a hiss and let out a cry of pain.

Physiological tears flowed out, hanging in the corners of the red-haired girl's eyes.

Crystal tears, with emerald dog eyes.

Well, it looks like a little milk dog who was accidentally stepped on by a shit shovel officer and purred loudly, so pitiful.

Zhongyuan Zhong also carefully looked at the girl's pupils which had returned to their former state, and breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

Then there was another flick of the finger, and it hit the third son on the forehead with a 'slap'.

Only this time, the boy put away his strength and thoughtfully avoided the swollen place.

"It's just to deal with an old immortal who has lost control of his supernatural powers, and it won't make you use strange abilities!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said angrily.

Then before the third son could speak, the red-haired boy suddenly restrained the helplessness on his face, frowned in disgust as if changing his face, and opened his mouth to the air, saying,

"—Hey! You're eavesdropping over there, aren't you Dazai, talk!"

Dazai?

The air in the cockpit suddenly became silent.

... Dazai boy?

The red-haired ghost girl covering her head with both hands was taken aback, as a thought flashed through her mind like a shooting star.

At the same time, a sound like a bad signal was heard on the console.

After a brief "Zi la——", the intercom on the console was automatically picked up.

The next moment, a familiar voice with a smile sounded in the cockpit,

"Ya Zhong Ye."

"I didn't expect you to use your brain one day. Is this the power of 'love' in the legend?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Zhong Yuanzhong rolled his eyes impatiently, and urged, "If you have something to say, hurry up, there is definitely a plot of your mackerel here!!"

Well, it's absolutely undeniable.

Osamu Dazai on the other end of the communication smiled, and instead of going around in circles, he said quickly,

"Miss Sanzi, allow me to introduce myself again, Osamu Dazai, unfortunately, the supernatural ability is [Disqualification in the World]. To put it simply, it is an ability that can nullify all supernatural abilities."

"Next is the most important point, Miss Sanzi, do you still remember our agreement?"

contract?

The red-haired girl's heart skipped a beat.

【"No matter who your friend is, as long as he dies, I will come in person, pick up the dead soul, and send him to hell."】

【"Supernatural power, disqualification in the world, can nullify all supernatural powers."】

【"...Didn't expect it? It's such a wonderful ability. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you..."】

Countless ideas flashed through Sanzi's mind, and in a flash, the red-haired girl understood everything.

"Teacher Zhongyuan!" Sanzi suddenly shouted.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback: "...Huh?"

The red-haired girl didn't give her friend time to react.

She teleported directly to Kazun Hyoudou who was trying to escape, picked up his head, and then disappeared into the air with a 'pop', leaving only a hasty explanation and a mess everywhere.

"Please take the helm, I will come as I go!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Huh? Ha——?!!!"

The gravity of PortMafia made Nakahara Chuya stiff in place for ten seconds, then turned his head in despair, and fell into a long silence in the face of the unconscious crew members.

So here comes the question, how should he play the role of three people, driving this luxury cruise ship under his feet?

****

the other end of the communication

Osamu Dazai put down the phone expressionlessly, picked up the prepared sniper rifle from the side, and set it up.

Junshin pointed to Oda Sakunosuke who was fighting with Gide a few hundred meters away.

"Everything depends on this, you must not be late, Miss Ghost Escort."

Osamu Dazai opened his mouth in a low voice, as if muttering to himself.

Then, with a cold face, he pointed at his friend's heart without hesitation, and pulled the trigger——

bang.