Why aren't people raising me

He has bright and deep outlines, blond hair as dazzling as the sun, and eyes as beautiful as the middle.

Verlaine.

The man in front of him is Verlaine.

After Masaharu Nakahara recognized this point, anger suddenly rose in his heart.

However, his face was very calm, so calm that Yazhi himself was surprised.

I see……

Nakahara Masaharu suddenly thought,

If he hadn't remembered the first life, then he might pounce on it irrationally now, or cry out in fear, or be at a loss and his mind will go blank.But at this time, his mood was obviously turbulent, but he kept warning himself: to be patient, to restrain, to show a calm look, and not to expose your weaknesses and negative emotions, so that the other party will not underestimate you, so that you will not Will be as passive as an ant at the mercy of others.

It's Tsukihiko.

It was Yueyan who taught him how to get along with people.

The teacher's face suddenly appeared in Masaharu Nakahara's mind, and he was still not used to calling that person Guiwu Tsuji.

This point is actually used here.

"You don't look like someone you can bump into just by grabbing someone on the street." Verlaine curled the corner of his mouth, "I actually like your eyelashes very much, because they are not black, and your light-colored eyes are not like ordinary people's." Same. It should be easy for you to soften others' hearts."

Masaharu Nakahara stretched his eyebrows, looking very calm, his immature face made this expression slightly funny, "If I have twin brothers, how can you be sure that you didn't find the wrong person?"

"Such bloody things won't happen to me, don't you think exchanging lives is fun?" Verlaine said briskly.

Yes, Verlaine was in a good mood.

Nakahara Masaharu quietly observed his expression,

After discovering that the target he had killed appeared in front of him alive again, this extremely capable superhuman was just incredulous and interested.

Because I have no enmity with him.

Masaharu Nakahara thought,

I don't know him at all.

If he wasn't a demon addicted to killing, there was still room for twists and turns in the scene.

But now it is an open-air restaurant. Although it is not the time to eat, there are still scattered diners around, and it is in broad daylight. 100 meters away is a commercial shopping mall with a lot of people.

Verlaine is not a lunatic, his title is the Assassin King, he is not a rampant thug, a perfect Assassin King will not cause commotion here openly.

Unless someone provoked him recklessly.

"Masaharu, do you know this foreigner?" Matsuda Jinpei said, Verlaine also turned to look at him,

Masaharu Nakahara quickly picked up the pizza on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.He said without changing his face, "I know you, I met once." He knew that every word he said would trigger Verlaine's sensory response.

"Just met once?" Verlaine asked harshly again, waiting for Yazhi's answer,

Masaharu Nakahara chewed and swallowed the food, and added, "We met and gave me a big gift. He came for my brother."

"Your brother's business is really extensive." Matsuda Jinping sighed.

Central Plains is also a jeweler.

Judging by his clothes and luxury cars, he should be a successful jeweler, and it is not uncommon for him to do business with foreigners.

Matsuda Jinpei subconsciously completed his hidden words again.

"Hi, I'm Matsuda."

"Verlaine."

The two introduced themselves perfunctorily.

But Matsuda Jinpei looked at Masaharu and always felt that the child's expression was a little different from before: "You eat slowly, you seem to have been hungry for three days."

Nakahara Masaharu nodded.

The next second, Verlaine sat beside him, put his elbows on the chair and raised his legs, and looked at Yazhi in a very comfortable and natural posture.

His breath suddenly approached Masaharu Nakahara, but Masaharu didn't smell any signature smell on him.

Masaharu was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't help thinking of Chuya based on this little detail.

After Zhongyuan joined the port mafia, he sometimes sprayed perfume in order to deal with customers.

For Masaharu, it was a very strange smell. He used to only smell the refreshing soap locust smell from Chuya, or the smell of smoke and gunpowder after the fight, or the faint smell of sweat in summer.

But if the smell of perfume emanates from the body, it is the smell that makes him feel close.

China also...

Has Verlaine met Zhong Ye?

"Little friend, you have to be more elegant when you eat, otherwise others will not like it, and you will be taken away by the kid at night." Verlaine said.

Before Masaharu could speak, Matsuda Jinpei began to defend himself, "Sir, it's no fun to scare children."

Moreover, although Masaharu Nakahara ate in a hurry, he didn't stain his cheeks and clothes, and he didn't make any strange noises.

Verlaine narrowed his eyes slightly, any micro-expression on his face would easily make people go crazy, "Who are you?"

"I'm his brother."

Verlaine slightly raised his voice in surprise, "Are you his brother?"

"how?"

"Is this child recognized as a relative?"

"Yes." Matsuda Jinping affirmed.

Haven't you been recognized as a relative?

Masaharu Nakahara is a child of a friend of a big star and an orphan of a relative on his mother's side.

Knowing this, even Matsuda Jinpei would marvel at the wonder of fate.

Verlaine had a strange expression on his face, "...my information is out of date?"

"What information?"

"I thought this kid was still living with Chuya."

"They do still have a relationship. After all, they are brothers who grew up together... Masaharu, are you full?"

Masaharu Nakahara finally had his stomach full.

Verlaine's expression was a bit difficult to distinguish, and he suddenly raised another topic, "Are you a policeman?"

Matsuda was stunned.

"The calluses on your hands are exactly the same as those trained by the Japanese police academy. I have to say, you are really recognizable."

"..." Matsuda smiled flatly.

"It's really interesting." Verlaine said unclearly, "In this case, won't this child suffer from the torment of making choices because of his parents? What kind of education did he receive?"

That's the police by day, and the mafia by day.

Why is this man so weird?

The prickly police officer Matsuda opened his mouth to say something, but Verlaine chuckled. He didn't want to waste any more time, so he put his arms around Masaharu's neck. The height advantage brought Masaharu an absolute sense of oppression, "Kid, we still have things to do. To talk, remember?"

Those drooping eyes contained hints and warnings.

Instead, Masaharu Nakahara calmed down the moment the knife hanging above his head fell.

It will be fine if you follow Verlaine's words and leave.

He didn't know what kind of ability Verlaine had, whether he could really kill people at will, and whether he could kill people invisible.

"Yes." Darryl seemed to have seen Yazhi's thoughts, and reminded him kindly, "Since you died at his hands once, I can give you a little reminder. Verlaine was very arrogant when he killed you, but he It is completely capable of chopping up human bones without destroying the skin and muscles, that’s right, it’s like tearing you apart.” Darryl opened his arms, “At that time, the person who was killed will lose support limply, It can be bent into any shape."

Masaharu Nakahara's desire to procrastinate was immediately extinguished.

He fixedly looked at Matsuda Jinpei, and secretly tightened his nerves—he would never put him in danger.

Masaharu Nakahara made the appearance he had just recalled, and said to Verlaine, "Is this the gem that my brother said to give you?"

Zhongye's identity as a jeweler is really convenient.

"Yeah, it's blue."

"There are stores in the mall not far away."

"Are you going to let them fetch it for me?"

"Yes, I have my brother's permission." Masaharu Nakahara made up stories with Verlaine calmly, "However, I need to go to the warehouse."

Verlaine smiled.

As if beginning to be satisfied with Masaharu, his smile became a little more profound,

He leaned close to Masaharu's ear, "Did Chuya teach you? Children who lie don't get candy, but children who lie true can get more candy."

Masaharu Nakahara's hairs stood on end.

He pursed his lips and remained silent, and Matsuda Jinhei noticed something strange, "Masaharu, are you going to help my brother greet the guests?" He first praised, "It's amazing." Then he said, "I'm with you."

Because of the incident where Masaharu was kidnapped without paying attention, Matsuda Jinpei was particularly concerned about it.

They went to the shopping mall, and Matsuda Jinpei held Masaharu Nakahara's hand, followed by Verlaine who didn't care about the distance.

As Masaharu Nakahara was walking, he suddenly looked up at Jinpei Matsuda in surprise.

And the curly-haired youth gave him a sneaky look.

With the movement of holding hands, his index finger tapped rhythmically on the back of Yazhi's hand. The movement was hidden in the intimacy, and no one noticed it.

It's Morse code.

Matsuda Jinpei is asking Masaharu what happened.

Because his profession is a policeman, Matsuda Jinpei will impromptuly teach Masaharu some knowledge, international help gestures, distress signals, distress characters, these are simple and necessary, and in addition to these, he also taught Masaharu how to secretly transmit Morse code for information.

Nakahara Masaharu replied: It's okay, it's just my brother's client, I'm afraid of the appearance of foreigners.

That's why I feel uncomfortable.

Matsuda Jinpei: Something must be said.

Matsuda Jinpei: I will protect you.

Of course I know you will protect me.

Nakahara Masaharu clenched his fingers.

However, some protections are unnecessary sacrifices that are not worth it.

There were many people in the shopping mall, and the first floor was full of jewelry stores. Masaharu Nakahara went to the one managed by Nakahara, and took out the gemstone necklace hanging around his neck from the inside of his clothes.

This was given to him by Chuya, who said that with this, his subordinates will obey and protect Masaharu.

"We're going to the warehouse." Nakahara Masaharu said.

The salesman was stunned for a moment, "Okay."

They asked Matsuda Jinpei to wait in the rest area for the time being, and led Masaharu and Verlaine to take the elevator to the first floor.

At the elevator entrance, Masaharu Nakahara refused to let the salesperson in, "This belongs to the privacy of the guests, and we don't want to be disturbed."

The salesman said nothing and closed the elevator door.

In a blink of an eye, he signaled to the front desk, who nodded solemnly, trying to contact Chuya Zhongyuan.

***

In the elevator, all pretense is gone.

Verlaine leaned on the armrest with his arms around his chest, "Okay, there are no outsiders here. Although there are surveillance cameras in the elevator, it is useless. What do you want to ask me?"

Masaharu Nakahara turned around and said in almost the same tone as him, "I should ask this question, you want to talk to me alone."

"Okay then, there's no point in entangled with these, so shall we ask and answer?"

"That's funny, do you think I'm qualified to negotiate terms with you?"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm still very reasonable. The equivalent exchange of information requires trust, because it is best for the two people communicating with each other to be in a calm state, so as to ensure the authenticity and integrity of the information. Well, although you You sure don't believe me." But he didn't care either.

Nakahara Masaharu stared at him.

The next second, the elevator door opened, and Verlaine stepped past Yazhi with his long legs. Yazhi suddenly felt his neck tighten. It turned out that Verlaine casually grabbed his clothes by the nape of his neck and lifted him up.

Verlaine led Yazhi out of the elevator as if he was pulling an object.

Masaharu Nakahara reflexively struggled twice, then stopped moving.

"There seems to be surveillance here too." Verlaine glanced at the layout of the warehouse, and then the surveillance camera in the corner fell off with a bang, "Well, it's an absolutely private environment now."

Verlaine threw Yazhi away. This move was not gentle, but to his surprise, Yazhi landed on the ground steadily. It was an excellent ability to control the body, which was inconceivable for his age.

"Huh? Chuya still teaches you how to fight?"

Masaharu Nakahara choked, "You can't count what Chuya taught me."

Verlaine sat casually on an empty shelf, and paused the chat, "How did you come back to life?" He tilted his head, "Or, in fact, you didn't die at the time, and you deceived me with a blind eye?"

Then Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya's acting skills are really good.

"Or, you actually lied to everyone?"

Then Osamu Dazai and Nakahara are really pitiful.

"Before that, I want to ask you why you killed me." Masaharu Nakahara looked cold, "Did I offend you? You said you were Chuya's brother because I did something to hurt Chuya ?"

"Wrong, just the opposite." Verlaine said, "You have nothing to do with me, but you also have something to do with China. My brother stayed in Yokohama and Mafia at the port because of you."

"..." Masaharu Nakahara opened his eyes wide, "...Huh?"

"Generally speaking, Chuya joined the port mafia for the sheep, but he wants to do more for you, and in the port mafia, there are some so-called 'companions' who give Chuya hope, so that Zhongya doesn't want to leave. "Verlaine said seriously, "My brother should be a free bird. He should be like me, not bowing his head to any organization, not stopping for any reason. We can go anywhere in the world, free from emotional and worldly constraints. constraint."

Masaharu Nakahara stared at him, determined,

"What you said is that there is no fixed place to live, and there is no place to hang around."

"Ok?"

"What you said is that there is no home, no direction to go home."

"Home?" Verlaine smiled, "What is that? Only humans have it."

"China is also human."

"He's not." Verlaine's eyes turned cold,

"So you humans can't understand us. You can't feel our pain. You have this appearance, you have words and language, and you naively thought that you have friends, but you will never be treated equally. They will only think that they are self-righteous. I understand my difficulties. I am in a group, but I am so lonely and cold as if I am in hell."

This guy……

Masaharu Nakahara opened his eyes slightly,

"I remembered, you still don't know my identity." Verlaine's voice sank suddenly, as if deliberately speaking in such a heavy tone, "I was born in a laboratory, a man-made controllable singularity. "

"It's the same as Zhongye's life experience."

"Different abilities are controlled by the human mind, and the power of the human mind is limited, so they created a fake personality. I was the successful case. This research material was obtained by Japan, and Chuya was born from this."

"So, Zhong is also my younger brother, and I am his elder brother, the only one who understands him and thinks about him."

"Man-made...ability?"

Does the world still have this kind of technology?

Masaharu Nakahara's face turned pale, "Do you mean that personality is created by people, compiled by people, and controlled by people?"

Verlaine seemed somewhat satisfied, "It seems you understand."

"For example, my loyalty to the country is not my own loyalty, but a program input by others,"

"It's surprising, you can understand such profound things at such a young age, you won't be the same kind of person as Dazai-kun."

Masaharu Nakahara was only surprised for a short time, "I understand, but I don't believe it."

Verlaine was taken aback for a moment,

"I even think you're lying."

The corners of Verlaine's mouth drooped.

This reaction is a bit like being told a hidden secret, so I feel unhappy.

Even Chuu also said that he might not be human, but Masaharu Nakahara couldn't believe that such a vivid personality could be created with cold strings.

"Could it be that the feelings you are thinking about for Chuya are also man-made?"

"That's not true, because I killed my creator and I'm out of control."

"So you can also develop emotions spontaneously."

Verlaine was a little silent,

"So Zhongye's emotions cannot be ignored or denied."

"That's true." The blond man took off his hat and patted the non-existent dust, "However, some emotions are harmful and hinder him."

this person……

Nakahara Masaharu was a little suffocated,

This man has no sense of emotion.

He has no respect for emotions, and divides emotions into useful and useless at will.

He couldn't even tell his emotions apart.

He doesn't understand at all—

He was just blaming himself for his life experience, he trapped himself on an isolated island.

"That's it, it's time to answer my question. I'm not a good person with a lot of patience." Verlaine put his hat back on, "How did you come back to life?"

Masaharu Nakahara paused, "...Because I awakened a supernatural power when I was about to die."

"Pfft." Verlaine laughed suddenly, "You, have you awakened a supernatural power?"

There was a hint of dangerous interest in his eyes, "Are you saying that you have awakened the ability of immortality? Can I try it now?" But he quickly said, "Forget it, I haven't finished asking, I'll come back later." It's not too late to test."

really.

Masaharu curled up his fingers nervously, letting the sharp nails poke into the flesh to keep calm and awake,

Verlaine was not so easy to fool, he still had murderous intentions.

"There is one more question." Verlaine calmly put on a posture of listening to the story, "What kind of person is Zhong Ye?"

"what?"

"I actually want to ask this question to another person. That person is Fuichiro Shirase, who took Chuya in. I think he can record Chuya's past in a more comprehensive way." Verlaine, like an elder brother who cares about his younger brother, "However, I heard that he has an average personality, and I don't like dealing with this kind of person."

"..." Masaharu Nakahara could hear the sincerity.

He pursed his lips, "Zhongye...is a very responsible person, and he is better every day than the day before."

"Well, as expected." Verlaine had a smile in his eyes.

Masaharu Nakahara asked tentatively, "What are you doing with this outfit?"

Perhaps because he didn't take Yazhi seriously, Verlaine didn't hide it, "I want to kill Qihui."

? !

Masaharu Nakahara's pupils trembled,

"This is the sequence I planned. It was you at the beginning, but you made a mistake." Verlaine said indifferently, "But it doesn't matter, the mistake will be corrected soon."

"Have you met Chuya?"

"Yes, he was beaten into the wall by me."

Was ... beaten into the wall?

"Chuya... isn't there sadness and anger?"

"Yes, he lost his mind like a beast. But this is what he has to experience, only then can he transform."

"..."

There seemed to be a roar in his ears, which was proof that his brain went on strike in a moment of fright and anger.

Masaharu Nakahara watched his every move closely,

He didn't even release his murderous intent, because he didn't think I was a threat.

Thinking positively, now that Verlaine is here, wearing black clothes, sunglasses and a black hat, and a "postman" outfit in the mafia at the port, it means that those people from the Banner Club are fine.

Therefore, the members of the Banner Club were killed by him.Their uniform death time was caused by Verlaine.

Everyone related to Zhong Ye will be killed, and Zhong will lose everything and become celibate.

After thinking this through, Masaharu Nakahara laughed angrily,

"You say no one understands you, it's because you've trapped yourself. If you don't open your heart, how can you let others in."

Zhongyuan Zhongye is warm and honest, gentle and grateful, loyal and unswerving.

"Why should I listen to a child's lecture?"

Verlaine quickly appeared in front of Yazhi, which could almost be described as a flash. He grabbed Yazhi's neck, did not use supernatural powers, but purely physical attacks, and pressed the child to the ground.

The palm of an adult is very large, even if there is an angle restriction, he can almost completely encircle Masaharu's neck,

The force made Masaharu feel like he was on the processing board of a rolling machine.

The sound of suffocating was the sound of the neck bone breaking.

In the next second, Verlaine's arm fell off.

***

Blood dripped down Masaji's body, and Verlaine looked at the cut of his forearm slowly.

When the wound first appeared, no severe pain could be felt.

But the information transmitted by the field of vision is really incomparable. Verlaine turned his eyes to look at the child under him, only to find that there were several veins bulging on his forehead, which seemed to be caused by anger or pain.

"roll!"

This roar contained shocking power.

"You killed me once, do you want to lightly kill me a second time?!"

"A person like you doesn't have the slightest respect for life—?!"

With the veins spreading and the bloodshot eyes, Masaharu Nakahara tore off the severed hand on his neck, and swung the other arm wide,

The instinct of strong premonition of danger made Verlaine jump back, and it seemed that there was something undetectable in the air, and then, in a time shorter than the blink of an eye, a shelf seemed to be torn apart out of thin air, but The crack was too thin and small, and the cutting speed was too fast, so it didn't collapse immediately.

Verlaine clutched his bleeding arm, watching this scene in shock.

The child on the ground propped himself up from the ground, and the unnatural twist in his neck was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a teeth-stinging sound.

"Missed?" Daryl murmured, "Did you let him go? I thought you were going to kill him. Are you afraid of going to hell?"

"No!" Masaharu Nakahara snapped, "I just missed the shot."

If this person has no soul, he can't even repent in hell.

If this person is not punished, what will happen to the souls who died? !

"you……"

Verlaine was startled by Masaharu Masaharu's sudden upheaval and change.

"who are you talking to."

"With Death."

Nakahara Masaharu's voice trembled slightly, each of his fingertips stretched out silk thread, he imitated the posture of tired fighting,

"I'm whining to the god of death, why the tragedy should involve a person, why can't he be given peace and light."

How much grief did my beloved elder brother endure?

"Reaper?" Verlaine sneered, "Like a fairy tale, did you sign a contract with Reaper and return to the world?"

"Then I want to envy you."

"Because you have the soul to go to the other shore, and you still have the chance to be favored by the god of death."

"And..." His blue eyes glowed coldly, "I'll send you to see Death again."

He controlled the density of his body, making it extremely hard, and attacked Masaharu with a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye, kicking him into the wall, just like he did to Chuya Nakahara,

"It was just careless, do you think you can defeat me with this awakened ability?"

The tall blond man stood in front of the crack in the wall, looking down at Yazhi.

He showed contempt for God, "If there really is a god of death in this world, then I don't believe it either."

He doesn't believe in gods, he doesn't believe in anyone.

He might not even believe it himself.

A strong gust of air rushed through,

Verlaine was kicked away by the figure that suddenly appeared,

The red-haired boy stepped on his chest, his voice was very hoarse for some reason, "What are you doing again——?!"

In the wall, Masaharu Nakahara was dug out by a man,

The man held Yazhi in the most standard posture, and gently brushed away the debris that fell on Yazhi's head, "This machine has detected the signal of your children's machine, and the adults in the belt rushed over. Fortunately, this machine found it in time. If we wait for the salesman to contact Mr. Zhongye, we will definitely not be able to stop Verlaine."

Adam showed a gentle smile facing the child, "Don't be afraid, children should be protected first. The first principle of action of this machine is to protect human beings. Your safety is my mission."

Behind him, Shirase poked his head out furtively, and then he cursed,

"You lied to me even among the bastards! You didn't die at all—!"