Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

The red supernatural light pierced through the night, Hirakawa Masaki hugged Nakahara Chuya's waist, and followed the Alienated Yako Vine all the way forward.

The night cross vines meandered on the ground, and the blades rubbed against the ground to make a "rustling" sound. As they continued to move forward, Hirakawa Yaji smelled a more intense pungent smell in the air.

It is a kind of smell of plants being crushed to produce juice, but it should be more intense on the top, and it will give people a headache after smelling it for a long time.

Seeing that his breathing was gradually becoming short, Zhong Yuanzhong also realized that something was wrong, stopped in a hidden place to cover his body, took out a handkerchief from his coat and handed it to him.

"Cover it with a veil first."

Hirakawa Yaji hummed lightly, covering his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

After taking a few breaths, the paleness on his face gradually disappeared. At this time, a layer of sweat was already breaking out on his back, and he couldn't help shivering due to the night wind, his fingertips were cold.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the trembling under the palm of his hand, he couldn't help but tighten his lips, wrapped his coat tightly, and covered him tightly under the coat.

Hirakawa Yaji took advantage of the situation and leaned against him, whispering, "Wait a minute, I'll find something."

His warm and shallow breath landed on the sensitive blood vessels on the side of Zhongye's neck, itching so much that his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.

Masaki Hirakawa pressed his forehead against the brim of his hat, closed his eyes slightly, and entered the system backpack with consciousness.

After rummaging through it, I found two emerald green leaves as long as fingers from the corner, and a mask placed next to it.

"Zhong Ye." He opened his eyes and whispered.

Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously turned his head to look at him. The next moment he felt that his lips were covered with something, the cotton thread was hanging on his ears, and a layer of cool air flowed between his mouth and nose, and his mind suddenly became clear.

He looked up at Ya Ji who was carefully trimming the edge of his mask.

The moonlight shone on his side face, and through the moonlight he could even see the fine hairs on the other's cheeks. His heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that the distance between the two of them was so close, far beyond the intimacy of ordinary friends. , and he enjoyed it so much that he couldn't help staring at Yaji's drooping eyebrows.

Satisfied, Hirakawa Yaji put on the mask with [Oxygen Leaf] on him, and was about to explain the efficacy of the oxygen leaf, when he raised his eyes, it happened to look into his eyes.

The mask covered the lower half of his face, but it highlighted the unruly and unruly features of his eyebrows. At this moment, it was full of his reflection.

"Why, what's the matter?" He stumbled and looked away slightly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at him, shook his head slightly, but did not answer.

He just took the mask in his hand, put it on him as well, and pinched his chin to face him, and gently pinched the metal strip on the upper edge of the mask so that it stuck to Yaji's tall nose bridge superior.

After a while, he said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Hirakawa Yaji wanted to cover his numb ears, and also wanted to step back a little to widen the distance between the two.

But they were standing on the edge of the narrow and hidden balcony of other people's houses. He was basically on his toes, and he was able to stand completely by Zhongyuan Zhongye. Contaminated with each other's hot body temperature.

At this moment, Zhong also seemed to have a strange strength.

He couldn't help getting wet in his palms, his eyelashes and the tip of his heart trembling like tender tofu.

This is an unexpected game.

At the end of the game, he curled up like a quail, trying to resist the opponent's attack with his soft wings, but he was mercilessly pried open the outer shell, his fingers pressed together, and his soft fingertips were covered with black gloves hand grabbing.

Hirakawa Yaji is not a child who doesn't know anything, he knows exactly what desires and thoughts are stirring in the air, but his mind is blank, and he can't resist at all.

He lowered his head with trembling fingertips, and the night wind blew away his long hair, revealing a white and soft snowy neck.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he was also dizzy, and couldn't help leaving some red marks on the other's trembling neck. Perhaps the medicine suppressed by the cold water still remained in his body. Came to mind again.

It wasn't until he noticed that the other party couldn't help leaning against him and trembling, but because they were standing in midair with only one foot in the air, and couldn't refuse him, he finally regained his senses and felt annoyed in his heart.

Ah, bullying too much.

The fluffy tail swept across his face, with a hint of disgust.

He raised his head and saw Chi Ye, who was ignored by the two, climbed onto Yaji's shoulders, opened his scarlet eyes and looked at him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to be able to understand the speechlessness inside.

Desire, the pure-minded Rage God didn't understand why he flinched suddenly, obviously in its view, Chuya's wild intuition just now had taken over the main idea, and the other party didn't refuse.

But Chuya didn't do anything except pull his hands, wasting a great opportunity!

Zhong Yuanzhong was unmoved, pulled on his mask, pressed his chin against Yaji's neck, and took a deep breath to suppress some dryness.

Then quietly hugged him with one hand, patted his trembling back comfortingly, and whispered in his ear:

"Feel sorry."

There is still enthusiasm in the voice, and the mood has calmed down.

Hirakawa Masaki's beating heart gradually calmed down because of his comfort, and the sound of surging blood in the cochlea also gradually subsided.

He closed his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether his heartbeat just accelerated because of the thrill of stepping back in mid-air, or because of losing control of his emotions.

The watery eyes blinked, and gradually returned to their normal moistness.

However, he looked down at his hand, and the other hand wearing a black glove didn't intend to take it back at all. A slightly strong force covered the back of his hand, and the palm was hot.

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The unexpected accident did not delay the business, they and the Alienated Yejiao Teng arrived at their destination basically at the same time.

That is, the national fitness park in Hongya Hengcho.

Hiding on the roof of the building closest to the park, Hirakawa Yaji looked down. This position just allowed him to take in the situation of the entire park.

Therefore, he also saw the situation in the park clearly, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.

At the same time, Zhong Yuanzhong, who also saw the following situation clearly, curled his lips subconsciously and muttered in a low voice:

"Tsk, it's actually that mackerel."

Hirakawa Yaji didn't pay attention, his attention was focused on the things in the center of the park.

Compared with the thing in the center of the park, the vines gathered from all directions can only be regarded as the tip of the iceberg.

One word best describes the whole area downstairs - "Plant Hell".

Countless vines surged out of the ground like giant pythons, entangled with each other, twisting and wriggling in the darkness like shadows protruding from the depths of hell.

Just a glance, Hirakawa Masaki felt his scalp tingling, and his eyes seemed to see some kind of hot eyes, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

This kind of treacherous thing, if other people come to take a look, the san value will drop a few points.

But he had to endure the discomfort and take a closer look, because he saw Osamu Dazai.

He is like a princess cursed by a wizard in a fairy tale, sleeping in a withered castle. The dark silhouette is trapped in the huge shadow, and the creeping branches around him form a hemispherical cage, which he dare not touch He was unwilling to let him go.

And he squatted in the middle, with his head down and motionless.

Hirakawa Masaki couldn't help but leaned over, and poked his head out of the rooftop, trying to see clearly the situation of Osamu Dazai.

And as if sensing their arrival, Osamu Dazai, who was motionless, suddenly raised his head, his eyes precisely looking at their direction.

For a moment, Hirakawa Yaji saw that his eyes were sinking like an abyss, and no light could shine in.

He couldn't help worrying.

At this time, Zhongyuan Zhongye's eyes flashed a gleam, as if he was trying to understand something, he suddenly "cut" in his ear, and muttered: "Damn bandage waste device."

"Huh?" Hirakawa Yaji said so suddenly in doubt.

The next moment, Osamu Dazai, who was imprisoned in the plant cage, stood up happily, waved his arms at them, and shouted from a distance:

"Dark Dwarf, you're 10 minutes late!"

"Huh?" Hirakawa Yaji continued to wonder, when did the two contact each other.

Zhongyuan Zhong squeezed Yaji's palm reluctantly, then stepped to the edge of the roof and stood still, pulling on his gloves impatiently, his unruly eyebrows and eyes were as bright as a passionate red rose because of his rage.

The next moment, "Rose" turned her head, and when she looked at Ya Ji with her quiet cobalt blue eyes, there was still a hint of softness.

"Hey, hold it for me." His voice was very soft, like a soft cloud in the sky.

The fingertips that took off the gloves landed on his ears, and the fingertips brushed across his cheeks, like the scratches of a match, slightly rough, but ignited a series of flames.

"You...don't restore my awakening"

Appears to be the password to boot.

Hirakawa Yaji saw the mysterious imprint intertwined with scarlet and pitch black, spreading outward from Zhongya's elbow and under the collarbone, and a terrifying energy coercion gushed out of his body, pressing him firmly in place.

He caught the hat, stuffed the last glove handed by the other party into his pocket, and stared at Nakahara Chuya who jumped down without hesitation.

Chuya at this moment is like a god descending into the world.

As he moved forward, the surrounding space appeared a trajectory full of small space cracks, and the dense branches and vines on the ground hurriedly avoided, making the chaos like a pot of boiling porridge.

When Zhong Ye finally landed, starting from his feet, the ground in a large area was cracked, and the remaining aftermath exploded and spread like ripples.

A few night cross vines were touched by the aftermath of energy and made loud noises. As soon as they made a sound, a black-red energy ball hit them.

The noise stopped abruptly.

And there was a huge pit ten meters deep on the ground where they were located, and the roots and plants that were originally intertwined in it were completely evaporated.

The strong wind swept from the sky and the earth, Hirakawa Yaji couldn't help raising his arms to cover it, the wind and sand were swept up, and the sand and stones flew away.

Covering his eyes with sand and stones, he vaguely saw that Zhongya lost control and destroyed all the plants below. The entire ground was beaten dozens of times like plasticine, and there were potholes everywhere.

The gust of wind subsided for a while, and the weirdness attracted from all directions came from all directions, blood overflowed from the corners of Chuya's lips, and his lifeless eyes looked up.

1vsX.

Hirakawa Yaji has lost count of how many attacks he has sent out. He can only see all kinds of weird pieces torn into pieces by the energy and disappear in the terrifying energy. His special task interface and the progress bar are going crazy rise.

After the strangeness of the attack was cleared away, Dazai Osamu came out from behind the ruins without knowing it, and approached the out-of-control Nakaya.

Pingchuan Yaji was lying on the edge of the roof, feeling anxious.

And Dazai Osamu greeted him leisurely, and then walked in front of Chuya without any fear. Chuya noticed this arrogant human being, and the energy ball in his hand condensed, intending to make the only creature in front of him disappear like other weird ones.

The next moment, a pair of hands pierced through the energy ball unscathed and grabbed his wrist.

[Supernatural power - disqualification in the world]

Like a white snowflake, a light blue light of supernatural ability flashed.

Nakahara Chuya's body froze.

In his body, the terrifying energy came suddenly, and it left very simply.

The black and red imprint was sealed again, and Nakaya's eyes gradually recovered.

The first thing he said after waking up was cursing: "Bastard Dazai, you're plotting against me again! Sooner or later, I'll lock you up in the interrogation room at the port, and let you...cough cough——"

He covered his lips, and blood gushed from his fingers, blocking what he wanted to say.

Osamu Dazai put his hips on his hips and rolled his eyes: "Who told a certain dwarf to fall in love halfway, I haven't settled with you yet."

"Fuck off, you're the one who's in love." Zhongyuan Zhongye said firmly.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him delicately, and then threw him on his shoulders. Nakahara Chuya was about to vomit from his stomach, and struggled on his shoulders. Osamu Dazai laughed sideways and whispered explain:

"Yaji Sauce will be coming down soon, don't blame me for not reminding you, bitter tricks are a tried-and-true method."

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused for a while, and said in a muffled voice after a while: "Put me down, I'm going to vomit, on you."

"Hey, disgusting! I don't want to hug a man yet, do you think I want to carry you?" Osamu Dazai cursed.

Throwing him to the ground with a snort, he said condescendingly, "You will definitely beg me to carry you later, do you believe it, slug?"

"Bastard Da Zai!" Zhong Yuanzhong also fell down, and became angry from embarrassment.

What was even more annoying was that although he was very angry with Dazai's attitude, based on their understanding of each other, he knew that Dazai had never lied to him, and he would really beg him later to let him carry himself.

Ah, let him die, annoyed!

For the xxxx time in Nakahara Chuya's mind, the thought of wanting to wipe out the mackerel came into being.