I rely on the vest to be the villain boss

In the early morning, Zhongyuan Zhong also woke up very early. He ran dozens of laps around the base, which was regarded as morning exercise.

He never dreamed, for him to sleep was to sink into darkness, and to be awake was to emerge from that darkness.Although it is not such a pleasant feeling, I have gotten used to it after so many years.

After he finished his lap, changed his clothes and returned to their common room, he saw Fenghuo, who also got up early, sitting at the table.Sunlight poured into the room through the half-open window, turning the paper with several lines of writing written on it in front of him pale, while he himself was carelessly holding the pen holder in his mouth, and his eyes fell outside the window.

Following his line of sight, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw buds sprouting on the branches outside the window, and a snail was struggling to climb up the branches.

Zhong Yuanzhong also inexplicably felt that his shoulders became lighter, and the fatigue of several days seemed to be reduced.He took a carton of milk from the refrigerator, poured it into a glass, and then pushed the microwave to set the time.While waiting for the milk to heat up, he glanced sideways at the notebook, "It's so strange that you didn't go out early in the morning to waste time."

"It's too much, I'm working hard for the organization's funds? After all, I don't know how to keep fresh food and milk in the refrigerator. There is no way to get these by annexing them. If this is the case, find a way to let everyone eat For these—” Feng Huo stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, “Of course it depends on me, the reliable fairy king, the missionary who sings of flowers, peace and fairy tales, and the lively Oberon!”

However, Nakahara Chuya turned around halfway through his speech, put on his gloves and took out the milk from the microwave oven, took a sip of the steaming milk, and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"Hey Chuya, are you listening?"

The orange-red-haired boy raised his head blankly, with milk stains on the corner of his mouth, "Ah? What did you just say? Sorry, I don't know why I lost my mind from the middle part, can you repeat it again?"

Feng Huo clenched his fists, but still couldn't help handing him a tissue, "...No, I didn't say anything, except that I was worried about the education level of the sheep."

"Well, who told you to always say those nonsensical words, anyway, I still understand the most basic word recognition." Swallowing the last mouthful of milk, Zhong Yuan also took a tissue to wipe his mouth clean, put the glass into the sink Bowl.While washing the cup, he looked sideways. At this time, the silver-haired boy sitting in the sun had refocused his attention on the notebook in front of him, "Are you writing that story again? Haven't written it yet?" Is it over?"

Feng Huo wrote another line without raising his head, "Of course, after all, it is used to praise my own story. Maybe billions of people will come to read it in the future. Of course, it must be required at the highest level. Every word has to be carefully crafted."

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard him tell the story, although it was just a simple plot outline, "If that's the case, why did you write yourself like that? It's strange, you are obviously not that kind of person."

This goblin king really likes to joke, but Zhongyuan Zhong also knows that he is actually the kind of person who is very reliable at critical moments. He has also put in a lot of effort to keep the sheep going, and he is not as frivolous as he appears on the surface. people.Like ordering the goblins under him to play such silly pranks on his fairy queen Titania... It's really not something he would do.

Feng Huo blinked, "Hey, could it be that this means that Zhong Ye thinks I'm usually reliable?"

He originally thought that Zhong Yuan Zhong would also yell and deny, but Zhong Ye gave a dry cough and turned his head away, "...you just treat it like that. To be honest, when I'm not around, you can have If you accompany them, I will feel much more at ease, at least I don’t have to worry about the base being attacked.”

There was silence for a few seconds.Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little strange when he looked over, and saw him showing a bright smile, "Ah, did you actually say that...then I can't live up to your trust, no matter what happens, I will take care of it." Their."

Feng Huo didn't wait for his answer, lowered his eyes and continued: "About why I wrote this... I should have told you that I am a fairy born from legends and stories. Of course, there are fairies born naturally, There are also fairies like me who were born from legends created by people."

"However, until now, there are no more legends about fairies in this world, and the story that I used to exist has also disappeared from this world. I think maybe it is because of this that I lost the basis of existence Well, even the past and hometown... yes, and Titania, my shining star, all of them are gone."

Chuya pursed his lips after hearing this, "...that's why you want to rewrite that story, don't you?"

The Fairy King who had only one person left smiled softly, without any haze, "Yeah, maybe if I rewrite the story, I can get back all the lost things?"

Facing his smile, Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback, his brows stretched, and he curled the corners of his lips, "Ha, then, let me be your first reader, as a celebration of your finding the past ceremony."

Feng Huo was silent for a moment, and returned with a satisfied smile, "Ah, thank you, Chuya. Your past will definitely come back."

After washing the cup, Zhong Yuan put on his coat and went out again.It was rare today that he didn't need to wipe other people's buttocks and solve the troubles they caused. He had to hurry up and investigate the rumors that had reappeared recently.

Feng Huo waved at him, watched him leave, then picked up the notebook and returned to the room that looked like an autumn forest.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought that he got up very early, but in fact, he had been sitting here since the early morning, until the sun rose, and he barely wrote half a piece of paper.

The sunlight outside the window was blocked by thick curtains, and the lights were not turned on, including the firefly-like light strips, so when the fire was sealed and the door was closed, all the light was blocked outside the door, and the rest of the room It is black enough to swallow everything.He lowered his head, his unemotional gaze stayed for a moment on the manuscript that had taken him all night to complete, then he stretched out his hand and tore off the page from the notebook without hesitation, the center of the notebook was torn off The edges of the page are neat and smooth, as if that page never existed.

Feng Huo didn't stop moving, but continued to tear the whole piece of paper to shreds, so that even a single word could not be read clearly, then turned his right palm upside down, and let the scraps of paper flutter toward the trash can .

Due to the buoyancy of the air, those fluffy pieces of paper first had an upward trajectory, and then fell lightly under the drag of gravity, like a white butterfly fluttering unwillingly, but they still couldn't break free from the gravitational force. After strength, fell into the abyss.

Only a scrap of paper escaped from his grasp and fell unceremoniously into the trash, floating to the floor instead.Feng Huo stared at the fragment for a while, picked it up and threw it away, and he also threw the notes that he cherished very much on the table.

The note flipped in the air, revealing all the blank pages inside.

Feng Huo didn't even cast a single look at the notebook.He picked out a new cloak from the closet and put it on, the smile returned to his face, and he walked out the door with brisk steps.

Those guys seem to be planning to go to the other side of the river today.Although Chuya, who is credulous, can be easily deceived by just making a casual promise, but trying to deceive the goblin eyes who can see the truth with such a clumsy lie can only be said to be a dream.

Obscure emotions flashed through his eyes, and those water-colored eyes regained their clarity, and he hummed a cheerful tune, "It's such a nice weather, let's go out for a stroll—what can we gain today? "

-

Mori Ogai smiled and looked at the boy in front of him.

"We want to confirm the resurrection of the previous generation, and you want to investigate Huangbatu. These two things have the same source now, so if we cooperate, we can bring the greatest benefits to both of us."

Nakahara was also secretly on guard against him, the current leader of the largest group in Yokohama.

In order to investigate the rumors of Huangbatu, he searched for clues everywhere, but on the way he ran into members of the port mafia who were also investigating. Those two guys who seemed to be of some status plus a small team could not be his opponents. Originally, he already had the chance to win, but he was unlucky enough to encounter a black flame coming out of nowhere. The explosion caused by this made him faint... When he woke up, he was already captured.

Although he was deeply trapped in the enemy camp, Zhongyuanzhong did not feel afraid, even if the person he was talking to was the leader of the port mafia, and this person had just admitted to him that he had killed the previous leader, "If I refuse Woolen cloth?"

Mori Ogai smiled, and pressed the button of the device in his hand, and from it came the hearty voice familiar to Nakahara Chuya, "Ahaha, Chuya, I seem to have been caught by accident, you have to be careful!"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned.

What, what?Who got caught?

When he sorted out the situation, his stupefiedness turned into anger, "Auberon!! What are you doing——!!"

However, his words were not conveyed in time, because Mori Ogai had already cut off the communication, he shook the communicator in his hand, "I heard that he was arrested because he stayed to stop his companions from escaping. How, do you want to think about it again?"

Nakahara Chuya frowned fiercely.To be honest, he doesn't know what that person's strength is. He only knows that he is good at many small tricks. Compared with fighting directly, he is better at escaping... If he meets a real powerful person, it is not surprising to be caught , and the port mafia definitely has no shortage of powerful people with different abilities.

"...Wait a minute." Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth, "Where did that bandage kid go?"

"Nakaya-kun, you are really sharp." Mori Ogai folded his hands together, "He said he has some curious things, so he is staying with your friends. Take it easy, he has a sense of proportion, no will do something."

"How about waiting patiently for a while before he resolves his doubts and returns?"

10 minutes before this, in the building where the Port Mafia held prisoners.

Fenghuo is counting ants.Compared with the other prisoners, his treatment is quite good. Both food and water are available, and the bed and seat are also very soft. After all, they still need him to threaten Zhongyuan Zhongya.

And just when he counted and started to feel drowsy, the iron cage exuding a strange smell shook slightly, the door lock was unlocked, and the door was pulled open from the inside out.

A boy in a black windbreaker, black trousers, and black tie, only with a shirt bandage and pale cheeks, bounced in.

The other eye of the boy that was not bound by the bandage blinked, and said in surprise: "Wow, you really look like an elf... I said, Mr. Elf, can you really survive by drinking dew?"

Feng Huo stood up, "I'm an elf, the king of elves, Oberon. And I also want to eat like a human, don't believe those messy stories."

"Hey——" the boy dragged out the ending with some regret, but the exaggerated loss was quickly wiped off his face, and he took a step forward enthusiastically, "Okay then, Mr. Fairy King, I am Osamu Dazai, I'm so happy that I actually saw a fairy."

Feng Huo accepted his compliment unceremoniously, and patted his chest confidently, "You are really a passionate fan, how about it, do you want me to sign your autograph?"

"Okay, okay! Then I'm counting on you. Hey, hurry up and bring paper and pens here." The boy named Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes happily, and his subordinates immediately ran to find what he wanted , "Mr. Fairy King is really nice. Although he is a king, he is much easier to get along with than that short king. King of fairies, can you answer a question for me?"

Feng Huo also raised his eyebrows and nodded earnestly, "Let me tell you first, Zhong Ye is just shy easily? Then, please ask, but I will never answer any questions related to sheep. If this is the case, please give up."

"Don't worry—I'm not interested in them anymore, because it's information that can be easily obtained." Osamu Dazai tilted his head with a smile, his kite-colored eyes flickered under the dim light, "Then, Fairy King Sir, for what purpose have you been brought to our harbor mafia base?"

The author says:

"Who Is the Actor" is now in theaters

(The only one who didn’t participate in it) Chuya: Just forget about the actor’s death

PS: I'm a bit busy these two days, so I'll return it on weekends! !

感谢在2022-03-0320:12:35~2022-03-0420:47:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 bot of Aki no Mori;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: spicy rabbit, 24215281;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Shanzhi; 10 bottles of Greer; 1 bottle of Xianyu, Xianyu, and Luoluoci;