The random me and Dazai HE with the ability

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"Fujiwara-kun, it's time to open your eyes."

Fujiwara didn't put on an air, but followed his words and opened his eyes directly.

He was obviously lying on the pale laboratory table, with only a white robe on his body, and his abdomen was still cut open.But the demeanor he showed still seemed to be like the well-dressed and calm British gentleman before.

"Mr. Makuuchi, is there anything you want to tell me?"

Fujiwara has a calm demeanor, no panic at all as a test subject, and even has the mood to analyze the behavior of this old colleague, and come to this conclusion——

Makuuchi Ong has something to tell him.

Makuuchi glanced at Fujiwara's body with inhuman eyes, without any warmth, and even showed an almost pitiful smile - almost exactly the same as when they met last time.

[As a friendly reminder from a colleague——

You must maintain your own value, Fujiwara.

I really look forward to seeing you in my lab. 】

Fujiwara can still remember the malicious words of Ao Makuuchi when they met last time.

Combine it with your current situation.

Fujiwara suddenly realized—maybe Makuuchi knew some secrets that he couldn't reach at all.

"What do you want to say?" he asked again.

Mauchi Ang smiled meaningfully again, "Do you want to know why you can't use supernatural powers?"

"What?" Fujiwara frowned puzzled, his supernatural ability was activated by the glove, and Makuuchi took his glove, so what does it mean to ask this question now?

"Do you really think that the ability to control the soul body belongs to you?" Makuuchi Ang's smile was full of malice, "Haven't you ever wondered why you can't perceive the soul body controlled by the power? ?”

Fujiwara thought it was ridiculous, and he really laughed out loud: "You want to say, I don't actually have supernatural powers?"

Even if he had some doubts about perception, the soul body that obeyed his orders and the curse spirit influenced by him could not be fake: "The supernatural power is not mine, so whose is it?"

Makuuchi put on a pitiful smile again: "In other words, do you think you are really "Fujiwara"?"

He turned the scalpel in his hand, flexibly and quickly cut off the shackles around Fujiwara's neck, allowing him to breathe freely: "Your real source is not airtight, the black organization has your bottom And now... the group of police officers who were helped by Yui Ayase may have obtained the information."

"What on earth do you mean?!" Fujiwara questioned one after another feeling deeply uncomfortable, and his bound hands and feet were like tight chains trying to break free.

But Makuuchi Ao was unmoved, and even started to talk about a big secret that shocked Fujiwara and happened many years ago: "Kaga is the biological son of Ayase Moru, the founder of the Psychic Association. Ayase Tomari gave up her disabled leg and gave it to the Zenyuan family. In the Zenyuan family, Kaga’s ability to manipulate spirits has a new extension—it can affect spell spirits, even super-level spell spirits.”

As if he didn't see Fujiwara's completely blank expression, he continued: "Kaga originally could only manipulate spirit bodies, but he accidentally found a secret material in the underground laboratory of the black organization - soul transformation body .”

"Based on this information, Kaga created a clone of himself based on the resources of the Chanyuan family." Ao Makuuchi raised his head, staring closely at the poplar tree in the corner of his laboratory, as if he was emptying out, or like Is staring: "But this clone produced its own will, causing his soul conversion to fail."

"But this failure made Kaga discover another thing."

Makuuchi Aung's eyes turned around without blinking, staring at Fujiwara's body with the eyes of a crazy researcher: "That is—"

"Kaga is able to manipulate this clone."

Ang's smile in the screen is weird, but also has a little meaning: "He found that he can hide behind, see everything that this clone can see, and even influence the clone's thinking when he wants to."

"So, Kaga asked me to make him a pair of gloves with the most advanced sensor devices on it."

"Why is that?" Munei Ang smiled and asked himself, "Because he had a very good idea."

"—Let this clone be your own incarnation, walking in this world."

"A new name that Kaga gave this clone."

"—"Fujiwara"."

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Ayase Yui was still thinking about Osamu Dazai just before he fell into a coma.

Not only thinking about the progress of the relationship between them, but also thinking about how Dazai found the lair of the puppet and silenced all the puppet that appeared in this world.

But before all this came to a conclusion, Ayase Yui fell into an uncontrollable forced coma.

When she woke up, she found that she was in a laboratory full of pale white.

"——Fujiwara-kun?!"

Yui Ayase asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

She is now tightly bound and tied to a laboratory platform, and another laboratory platform just half a meter away from her is tied to Fujiwara, whom she had seen in the high school before.

But when Ayase Yui looked at it intently, Fujiwara seemed to have completely lost his vitality, and his whole three views seemed to be shattered, like a broken doll, lying quietly on the test bench.

Fujiwara didn't answer her question, just like a machine that had been in disrepair for a long time, he turned his neck stiffly to look into her dark blue eyes, and asked in a low voice: "If one day, someone tells you that the world you live in , Everything you have experienced, your memories, your abilities... everything about you is false, what would you do, Wei?"

Yui Ayase didn't know what he was referring to, but she could clearly see that Fujiwara's face was full of hesitation and helplessness, like a newborn child asking the world about his existence.

"I don't know." Yui Ayase was silent for a moment before giving this answer.

Although she is not very clear about her situation now, she knows that her next answer may affect the life of the person in front of her—even if Fujiwara may be her enemy.

"But what I do know is that when you start thinking about whether you exist, your mind proves that you exist."

"Is it Descartes' 'I think, therefore I am'?" Fujiwara forced a smile.

"That's right." Yui Ayase said confidently.

Then, Fujiwara broke the can and told her the story he had just heard, as well as all the conspiracies and tricks made by the spirit world, the psychic association, and so on.

Fujiwara thought rather viciously, since Kaga could choose to take revenge on Yui Ayase for Ayase Tomari's abandonment of him, as a clone of Kaga, he must not give up this characteristic of vengeance.

It's hard for him, and the rest of the culprits don't think about it too!

He was wearing a loose white robe, thousands of thoughts were constantly churning in his mind, his expression was empty and pale, as if he might die at any moment: "My life is like a huge lie - I was Other people's manipulation, my ability is not mine. Moreover, it is very likely that my thoughts at this moment are also controlled by others, maybe it is not me who is talking to you at this moment, but the person who controls me. "

Ayase Yui asked: "Do you think he will tell me this big secret—his enemy?"

She said: "From your narrative, I didn't hear that he wanted to use me as a sacrifice. On the contrary, I heard his determination to kill me."

"And what about you?" Ayase Yui's gaze seemed to be directly involved in his heart, to see through all the thoughts inside, "I didn't see any thoughts that you want to put me to death."

Her eyes are gentle, like her dark blue pupils, which contain the vast sea and endless sky, and the mixed colors are like deep gems, which can blow away the dullness and helplessness that can't be shaken off his heart.

Ayase Yui's words were like a spring breeze, blowing out the green shoots of the remaining grass seeds on the ground in spring.

She said, "Don't be like this, Fujiwara-kun."

"The world may be false, but as long as you believe, you are real."

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The author has something to say:

I suddenly discovered that the heroine I wrote has the style of the heroine of this country's hot-blooded manga.It is also a complicated life experience; a bumpy childhood; a famous bloodline (Chanyuan) and a powerful, delayed awakening talent (supernatural ability); emotionally very slow; life used to be very stable but suddenly after a certain year it is like riding a roller coaster; And... love to talk.

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ps: I still have a lot of foreshadowings that I haven't written yet. If any cutie can clearly tell the plot corresponding to the foreshadowing that I haven't written yet, there will be red envelopes!