Why aren't people raising me

After they left, Masaharu Nakahara received a text message from Nakahara Masaharu on his mobile phone.

The text message ringtone uses Chuya’s voice, but he didn’t record it specially, but Masaharu Nakahara secretly recorded it once when Chuya was angry and chased after him and threatened to beat him up.

"Central Plains Ya Zhi—!"

The full-bodied roar, after special processing to remove the wind and other noises, Masaharu Nakahara's head cleared up as soon as he heard it.

Later, Zhong also gritted his teeth and poked his head, "What's your taste, delete it!"

Masaharu Nakahara was unwavering, "I don't! I think this voice is very nice! The words are full of power and joy, and I will definitely come to see your news immediately."

Nakahara Chuya: "...I don't know whether you are praising me or scolding me."

"It's a compliment."

"oh oh."

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

He was a little suffocated, it turned out that Zhong Ye was really as easy to deceive as mackerel said!

In the end, Zhong Ye was also a little happy, "Use it if you like it."

Masaharu: "...um, umm."

Now, Masaharu Nakahara clicks on his message, because Zhong is also very busy, and Masaharu Nakahara is used to not disturbing him, sometimes he will not be answered immediately when he sends a message, but this time Zhong is also very excited,

'Yumeno Hisaku?The kid ran out?Are you OK?! ! '

Immediately afterwards, another series of, 'Listen up Masaharu!Don't touch him!Not even a handshake!Don't bother with him, it's best to stay away from him...'

'Is he in your room, close the door. '

'protect yourself. '

He typed too fast, Nakahara Masaharu couldn't keep up, 'He was taken away, I have nothing to do, and I didn't touch him. '

Because of the scars on Yumeno Kusaku's body, and his self-mutilation behavior of leading others, Masaharu Nakahara thought of the conditions for the activation of his supernatural power.

"I hate you!"

"I hate you!"

These two crying words suddenly appeared in Yazhi's ears, making him think for a while,

'It was taken?Very good. Zhong Yuanzhong also breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you are fine, I will go back right away." '

'Aren't you on a mission? '

'I speed up some progress, and I can fly back. '

Masaharu Nakahara felt that he was working too hard, "Actually, I can ask Matsuda-san to accompany me, or Natsume-san, they are both in Yokohama recently, and there is Shirase-san here." ' He doesn't need company, Darryl is already very noisy.

And the god of death doesn't hate the hospital. She often floats out for a while, and when she comes back, she smiles and says how many people she has listened to prayers, but prayers are useless, and God doesn't care.

Nakahara Chuya originally wanted to ask a subordinate to take care of him, but Masaharu is still not very used to people in the port mafia, and Shirase would also be cold-hearted to the mafia, so that subordinate usually just watches from outside the door. Call him.

There was no reply for a long time, and Masaharu Nakahara also went to work, so he didn't care.

In the next second, there was another angry voice: "Zhong Yuan Ya Zhi——!"

Masaharu Nakahara picked up his phone, opened the text message page,

On the other side, the subordinate quietly looked at the fast-moving boss, and saw that Zhong Yuan Zhongya frowned, and after struggling for a long time, he pretended to be calm and replied, "Don't call them, I'll go back right away, they are also very busy." '

'it is good. '

Nakahara Masaharu raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"Nothing." Darryl taunts everyday, "I'm so happy that my brother is here to accompany you."

Hearing her voice, Nakahara Masaharu put away the expression on his face, his voice was flat, "Reaper doesn't have brothers and sisters, right? It's normal for you to be jealous."

Darryl: "We don't need that boring stuff."

"Then what do you need?"

"..." Darryl fell silent suddenly.

Then she said, "We don't need anything."

***

After that, Masaharu Nakahara retreated into the bed and planned to take a nap. Although it seemed to be a little noisy outside, the sound insulation effect of the ward was very good, so he was not too affected.At this time, Shirase suddenly rushed into his room, and then slammed the door shut.

"Masaharu! Something happened!" he yelled.

Shirase rarely showed such a panicked expression, Masaharu Nakahara sat up quickly, "What's wrong?"

"Crazy! Everyone outside is crazy!" As if seeing a terrifying scene, Shirase inserted a hand into his hair, his pupils trembling, "Those people, those patients and doctors, suddenly started attacking others, Yelling and bleeding from the eyes!"

His description is crude, but the situation is accurate.

"Why? Have we been attacked?" Masaharu Nakahara rolled over and got off the bed, almost falling, "Spiritual attack?"

Shirase was leaning against the door, and when he saw this, he immediately came over to help him, "I don't know, when I came out of the toilet downstairs, I was strangled by a man, I threw him away and ran into the corridor, and found the doctor like They rushed and screamed like a zombie, and they came to look for you." He swallowed, "I took time to check the situation in each ward along the way, except for those with closed doors, the rest of the rooms were full of chaos. Our floor is a little better, but not much better, and..."

And there are people with supernatural abilities in this layer.

The loss of control of a person with supernatural powers can take away hundreds of ordinary people's names.

"There's a white-haired woman, the one who's freezing all over her body, and now she's freezing the whole room, and she seems to be going to freeze the whole building."

It's no wonder that the female superhuman who controls ice and snow feels that the temperature has dropped a bit.

Masaharu Nakahara was in a daze, because of the behavior and demeanor of others described by Shirase, he thought quickly,

Does this have anything to do with Yumeno Hisaku?

Has Yumeno Hisaku almost walked all over the hospital?

Wasn't he taken away—

At this time, someone rushed to the door of his room, and Shirase hurried up to push the door, "These people are no longer distinguishable from the enemy, as if everything they see is an enemy, even if they are hiding, they will be regarded as enemies." Find out the enemy."

Masaharu Nakahara was surprised, "You still can 'see what you see'?"

"You're lame?! Is it time to care about this! I'm smart too—!"

Shirose leaned against the door and cursed. He saw the person outside the door pull out a gun through the glass in a blink of an eye. He was so frightened that he almost didn't come up, and suddenly lowered his body.

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots rang out and the glass shattered. Masaharu Nakahara hid behind the wall and heard Shirase tremblingly saying,

"Look, does it look like the zombie hospital in the movie!"

"What kind of metaphor is this..."

"Anyway, I don't know. I think people outside are not normal. They should be transferred to a mental hospital."

Crazy people don't lose their IQ, they just can't distinguish between dreams and reality. Seeing the glass shattered, the man reached for the door lock. Shirose screamed in fright, picked up a chair on one side and swung it over, "Ah Ahhh, get out!"

After being beaten, the man became even more agitated, as if he believed that the people in the room were enemies, and he was about to pull the trigger with his gun.In a panic, Shirase waved the chair indiscriminately for a while, just in time to open the gun in his hand.

Nakahara Masaharu quickly kicked the gun away.

"Brother Shirase, brother Shirase! I'm fine for the time being."

In this scene, I couldn't tell who the crazy person was. Masaharu Nakahara called him twice, and the gray-haired boy opened his eyes and looked over.

Then, the corner of his mouth curled up, "Haha, I'll see what you can do without a gun."

Masaharu Nakahara: "..."

Ah, so stupid.

Soon, the people outside the house shed tears of blood and grabbed their own necks.

Shirase panicked, "What, what's wrong?"

"Brother Shirase! Help him!"

Realizing that there was no point in waiting to die, Shirase opened the door and dragged the man in. His strength is actually not small. He has been fighting on Lei Bo Street since he was a child, and it is not a problem to deal with an adult.He grabbed the man's hand, so hard that he blushed and his neck was thick, "This man really wants to strangle himself to death."

In addition to his eyes, blood flowed from his nostrils and ears,

Masaharu Nakahara looked over the man's head - death.There are people who will die in a few minutes.

He leaned over to the door and looked out. The situation in the corridor was similar to Shirase's description. Some people attacked when they saw anyone, and the attacked companions backed up repeatedly, unable to use the same killing move to deal with him. Occasionally, there were gunshots. There is blood.

The attacker burst into tears, and the attacked also burst into tears. Their pain was superimposed and suffocated. At that moment, Masaharu Nakahara seemed to see hell.

At this time, Chuya called him, and Masaharu Nakahara immediately picked up, and Chuya Nakahara didn't say any nonsense,

"The child's supernatural ability is—brain hell."

"The activation condition is to hurt him and tear off the doll. It is said to be hurt, but the child will hurt himself all over first. As long as someone touches him and makes him feel pain, this condition is established."

"I heard that something happened. Dazai has already gone, but he can't arrive immediately like a teleportation. Masaharu, be careful."

"Wait... Is it noisy over there?"

Because of the Verlaine incident, Masaharu Nakahara thought he was fine for the time being. He was sent directly to the hospital in a coma. He had never seen the numbers above his head along the way, and he stayed in the ward all the time, not paying attention to people at all. The message of the strange timing of the death - a chaos in which many people died.

Masaharu Nakahara squeezed the door frame, the lines in the light pink eyes tightened and spread like convulsions, and the round pupils instantly became vertically elongated.

"Huh? You used it again." Darryl muttered, "Be careful, it's daytime."

At the end of the corridor, a crying child walked out of the stairwell. He shuttled through the hell of pain, but the horrible doll he held in his arms seemed to be laughing.

Seeing people killing each other, he had a nervous grin on his mouth, a distorted smile, a smile of pleasure and struggle from the satisfaction of hurting others.

His scream was broken, "Go to hell, go to hell--! All-to-go-to-die!!!"

The person who met him was cursed, and the person who activated the curse began to kill each other, and the scene that was still faintly stable immediately collapsed.

In the next second, someone stopped moving.

Masaharu Nakahara raised his hand, the atmosphere around him was gloomy and dangerous, his brows were wrinkled, faint veins spread all over his eyes, and his eyes were as red as dripping blood,

In addition to spider silk, there is actually another ability to be tired.

That is poison.

Masaharu Nakahara didn't neglect for a moment, his ghostly body no longer hurt and was no longer uncontrollable, and fine spider silk sprang out from his palm, and soon spread all over the corridor, wrapping chaotic and collapsed humans.

In a few breaths, the white balls like cocoons were all around.

Blood was sprayed on the walls and the ground, but the bloody smell did not make Yazhi feel sick, but smelled a strange fragrance.His saliva was secreted instinctively. In order not to stain his clothes, he took out a handkerchief and tied it around his neck, and made himself a bib.

Those silk threads crawled downstairs softly, and the perception of ghosts was extremely powerful. Masaharu Nakahara judged the situation of the entire hospital by smell, hearing, and even the flow of the breeze, as if a 3D scene was engraved in his mind.The first floor was fine, but there was chaos on the second floor, people were holding fruit knives, scalpels, and steel pipes, and the third floor was the floor where Masaharu Nakahara stayed. The relationship between people with different abilities is the worst.

People are immersed in the spiritual vortex, the spider silk quickly wraps around their skin, and the body infected by the poison becomes limp and non-aggressive.

The golden gear rotates behind Yumeno Hisaku, like a walking clock.

Masaharu Nakahara suddenly understood, "It's the time-manipulating superhuman. Did he speed up Kusaku's time?"

Although the time-powered person was the closest to Verlaine during the Battle of Verlaine, he was pulled away by Yazhi with the spider silk in time, so he was not injured.His supernatural ability is amazing, he can adjust the time flow of creatures at will. For example, under the buff of his supernatural ability, Verlaine's movements will become very slow.

Masaharu even felt unbelievable as if he was in a dream, "If time is accelerated, Hisaku may indeed wake up early, but why would that time-powered person do this?"

"What if that person was unintentional?" Darryl stuck his head into the ground, glanced at the situation downstairs, and then stuck his head into the coldest ward, "It really is here, does this kid care about this white-haired man?" Are women interesting? He is kneeling on the ground and crying, his body is glowing with gold."

Because of desperation, he is evading sex and using supernatural powers at will.

If you were accidentally recruited before,

So why did Yumeno Kusaku's supernatural power activate?Has his doll been torn apart by someone else?

Masaharu Nakahara recalled the people who took Yumeno Hisaku away. He didn't know him, so he couldn't think of anything strange.

Hisakusaku Yumeno is out of control as the terrifying doll appears and splits open, dragging countless souls into hell.

Because the corridor is full of white cocoons, the voice of the cursed person is almost completely swallowed up, and his crying sounds hollow and sharp.

"Die, die! Why don't you die! Is it so easy to be spoiled? Play with me, come out to play with me hahahaha——" He said the curse words of hatred, his eyes fell directly on Yazhi, " Make me dizzy, take me back, lock me up, why!"

He rushed to Yaji, "Are you also a member of Port Mafia, I haven't seen you before, are you new?"

Because of the accelerated individual time, his speech and footsteps are very fast, almost catching up with the running of adults,

"Just right, I don't have a playmate of the same age, you are not so easy to be played bad, right?"

Yumeno Hisaku stretched out a hand with countless scratches on it, "Come on, we haven't shaken hands yet. Friends should start by holding hands."

The god of death flew into hell, floating behind Yumeno Hisaku, "Maybe this kid will get along with me."

"Masaji, come in! What are you doing?" Shirase called him after hearing the movement,

At the moment when they were about to touch each other, Masaharu Nakahara threw Yumeno Kusaku up with spider silk. Apart from the hard-to-prevent mental attack ability, Kusaku may be weaker than ordinary children, especially when tied up. At a loss.

"...So soft...?"

The white silk thread gently wrapped his waist and abdomen, pouring the stunned poison into his body,

His strange eyes were misty and gradually lost their focus.His head drooped and he completely lost consciousness.

Masaharu Nakahara hooked his doll away.

Shirase was still shouting in the room, "I tied this man up, and it seems to be fine, but if this continues, is his head going to explode? He's bleeding..."

Nakahara Masaharu turned around holding the doll, "Brother Shirase, I probably controlled the scene..."

"What, what?" Shirase stared at him, "You controlled the scene? Did you use the power again?"

He yelled, "Yazhi! Didn't the doctor tell you to use supernatural powers? Well, you have to use it, but you said that you don't want to attract attention. This happened in a public hospital, and there are surveillance everywhere. Hospitals Turned into a mental hospital, there must be someone who is sober and called the police, if you can't get out——!"

Death Darryl says:

You are a fleeing soul, don't pay too much attention, it will be discovered by the god in charge of numerology.

but……

Masaharu Nakahara felt that there was no room for change in the matter, and even Shirase's worries were a bit overdone.

"I can take it off."

Yaji said,

"I seem to be very good at dealing with officials, as long as..."

"Huh? Have you seen the guys in power?"

Masaharu Nakahara thought, that should be what he was good at in his previous life, and he seemed to be extremely good in his previous life.

He vaguely remembered——

The white-haired boy confidently negotiates with others, and he can get what he wants almost every time, and then he will hold those things...

What are you doing?

Can not remember.

But he remembered that someone said to him, "As expected of Yazhi."

As expected... Masaharu?