Personality was once a disqualification in the world[Comprehensive]

There is everything at night.

Whether it's demons or ghosts, or sinister people.

A whistle came and went, and the voice was pressed from the throat, hoarse, like the roar of a predator.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." Said the strange deep male voice.

At this time, there are two ways, one is to reject the other party with a strong attitude, so that the other party can stop this idea as soon as possible.Here's how it works for stalkers.But Atsushi Nakajima thought, he is just an ordinary high school student who dropped out, who would follow him?So this one pass out.

The second point is to quickly rush to crowded places. Such people usually dare not appear in crowded places.If you do it in a crowded place (no matter what the behavior is), it is easy to be caught and left traces.This is irrational behavior.

Atsushi Nakajima originally wanted to make a phone call to warn the teacher, but he went out in a hurry to deliver a wallet to the teacher and did not bring his mobile phone.

Of course, the wallet was not delivered either.

He recalled the route on the map.If you turn left and go straight, you will reach King Daqian Square.Nighttime is often the world of the elderly.Although it is not summer now, not doing some activities with music, but the crisp autumn is always refreshing.

A group of old grandpas and old ladies chatting with their children and grandchildren there.

The whistle behind him gradually faded away.Probably decided not to come here anymore...

Atsushi Nakashima breathed a sigh of relief.His footsteps became lighter, and the tension in his chest became less.

The lights on the edge of the Golden Rose Square are bright, the trees on both sides are dense, and a gust of autumn wind blows through their loose clothes.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." The voice sounded in his ears, followed by the frightening and terrifying whistle.

The feline pupils dilated in an instant, and the purple-gold iris color flashed ghostly in the crossed lights.

Cats will neigh at night.

His arm turned into a tiger's claw. When this change occurred, the thin clothing on his arm made a pricking sound, and the entire sleeve exploded.

The unknown person smiled slightly.He was obviously laughing, but the whistle still sounded from time to time near him.

An alarm bell sounded in Atsushi Nakajima's brain, and he subconsciously clawed at the source of the sound.A burst of moist and hot breath fell on his neck, and the cold hairs pricked up.

The man smiled and said, "Is this how you killed Shibusawa Tatsuhiko?"

The battle cannot affect ordinary people, so Atsushi Nakajima shifted his position.In the place where there is not much light, his eyes are shining.Thanks to pretty good night vision, he can pick out directions and enemies in the dark instead of wandering around like a blind man.

"I haven't killed anyone!" The boy lowered his voice, but a scream escaped from his throat.In the empty and boundless night, all sounds were bounced off the walls on both sides.

The boy saw a pair of green eyes shining above him like a lake full of green algae.Then the lake began to boil, and the pair of green eyes shone with mockery, disdain, and inexplicably pitiful cuteness.When Atsushi Nakajima saw those eyes, he melted his feet.The strong leg muscles supported him to jump high, and he jumped over a smaller wall on the side.

—the green eyes disappeared.

Nakajima Atsushi began to guess that the other party's personality was probably high-speed or something.Because it is too fast.Whenever he reacted, the other party had disappeared from the spot.

There was a dull sound of deliberately trampling on the wall on the other side. Atsushi Nakajima leaned against the wall behind and asked, "Who are you? What is your purpose?" He was using his pair of night vision Eyes search for traces of each other.But the man seemed to be part of the night, and he couldn't find anything except the flickering green eyes.

But the man didn't answer this, but continued to ask along his own words: "Don't you know his name?" The other party shot suddenly, and Atsushi Nakajima felt as if his face was cut open by something sharp With one cut, he hissed in pain.A stream of fiery liquid flowed from the wound.

He bled.

Atsushi Nakajima annoyed, "I don't know what you're talking about?" He didn't know what the other party had painted on that sharp weapon, his wound was itching, and there seemed to be a hundred ants in that tiny opening crawling.The itch immediately turned into a sharp pain, and it felt like a centipede had burrowed under his skin.

He couldn't help covering his face with his unmelted hand, and his fingers couldn't help scratching the piece of flesh.

"It seems that you don't know. Then let me remind you." Green eyes appeared in front of the boy, only half a centimeter away from the tip of his nose.His arm was on the boy's, and his pain was the boy's pain.The tines of the tiger's claws sliced ​​through his inner skin, but the green eyes held on.He's still laughing, he doesn't seem to be in pain.

"The orphanage, in the basement, the man who was slapped to death by your paw."

The white-haired boy's eyes widened. "Who are you!" he let go of his voice and screamed this time.The girl with a more sensitive hearing moved towards this direction out of curiosity.

Knowing his most hated secret, the green eyes giggled. His laughter was soft at first, but it gradually became wild.A flock of flying birds pierced the night sky, their dark wings carried enough beautiful moonlight, and flew towards a deeper corner.

The little girl with shofar braids leaned against the wall and sneaked her head out at the entrance of the alley.

Atsushi Nakajima's eyes shrank again, and he immediately shouted: "Go back! Go back!"

The little girl flinched, but did not move half a step away.She looked at the sole of her foot, it was clearly intact, but it was motionless.

Green Eyes said in that malevolent voice, "Hey, found a little bugger."

The girl's eyes widened, as if she saw candy.

She can finally move.That small body fell backwards, like a piece of rough hemp rope that was used up and no longer needed.

gasp.

He heard himself scream.

"No!!!" In desperation, the boy tore off a piece of skin on his face that was already too fragile, and the whistling sound lingered in his ears again, like the curse of a witch who could not escape.

Three long and one short, three long and one short.

[In terms of rhythm, there are three long and one short. ]

His claws pulled half the wall away.

Osamu Dazai stopped on the road, her high heels fixed to the ground like a stake.On the ground in front of her lay a purse.There is not much money in it, but there are a few necessary cards for going out.

Osamu Dazai had already returned home just now, she flicked her feet, and the whole person returned to the original lazy look.Her expensive (gifted by someone) three-piece suit and skirt had become crumpled, kind of like a mess of rags.

It was about three o'clock in the afternoon at that time, and there would be more people outside than when she went out.She was smoking a cigarette, and the recent news was playing on the TV.

Probably a few days ago.

[Professional hero Ingnim encounters a hero killer... is recuperating...]

"It's not a hero, and I won't meet that kind of guy anyway—it's called Stein." She blew out a smoke ring, and her whole body was as lingering as white smoke.

Atsushi Nakajima was not at home.

Another three hours passed.

It's like reading a book in a bookstore, this point should also come back.

She put on her windbreaker coat and stepped on the arrogant black high heels again.

The autumn wind at night was blowing again and again, and the leaves beside the road were blown loudly.

"Aton——" Osamu Dazai felt like a poor mother who was looking for a lost child, of course that was her own opinion.Several men around looked at her and said back, and even blew a few teasing whistles.

Osamu Dazai smiled, and stepped on the opponent's foot.There was a dark shoe print on the smooth upper.The young and beautiful woman who had read a book moved her feet, and the man cried out.

She only used three points of force, but it was the force she used to step on the opponent's toes.

"Cousin!" the man called.He withdrew his foot, and the pain hit him in an instant.He couldn't stand up straight until his pain gradually disappeared.He reached out and wanted to pull the woman's clothes or hair, but the seemingly weak woman grabbed his arm and threw him into the distance.

In the night, under the light, there is a ghost in her eyes.

"Ah, it's really annoying." Chant, with a strange tone.

The man cursed, "Why are you all suffering from insanity today!" He only dared to speak bravely now, because his butt-butt was so painful that it seemed to be split into four pieces.

The woman left with brisk steps, her hair blown up by the autumn wind.

The man whispered from behind: "I didn't expect to hit him harder than the whistler before—"

In other words, he has already received two beatings today.

Man A who was watching the show said, "It can only be your fault of bad luck, or you can go to the shrine and ask for a talisman."

"Get lost!" the man cursed, "It's all a society with superpowers, and places like shrines will collapse sooner or later." He stood up with difficulty, and a passerby just brushed his shoulder.

Another heavy blow.

"What's the matter? Don't you all have eyes today?" He cursed.

The man who brushed past him was wearing a peaked cap, and there was a man who seemed to be drunk on his shoulders.

But the man sniffed, but didn't smell any alcohol.Maybe his behavior was too annoying, the passer-by turned his face away.

The man saw a pair of green eyes.

At that moment, he felt suffocated.

By the time he woke up, the green eyes had long since disappeared.The man felt that his back was terribly sticky, but...why was the outside also wet?

He touched it and put his palm under the light of the street lamp.

On the palm of his hand was congealed dark blood.

Osamu Dazai stopped in his tracks.

This is the alley near the Golden Rose Square, the lights are dim; she didn't find the surveillance.

She came forward because she smelled blood, and then her toes touched something hard.She turned on the flashlight function of her phone, and the light of the flashlight illuminated the road away from the bustling places.

The body of a girl with shofar braids was lying there upright, her face was blue and her eyes were wide open.

She is dead.

Osamu Dazai bypassed her and walked into the alley.There were traces of claws on the wall, and blood stains flowed from the height of the person into the dust on the ground.The soil was stained brown with blood, and there was even a small piece of flesh tissue hidden in it.

There were human footprints on the low wall, half of a pile of broken bricks was left on the top of the wall, and the other half was on the ground.

The scene at that time was restored in her mind.

There was a whining siren approaching from a distance, and the red lights kept flashing.People in police uniforms jumped out of the car, holding guns in both hands, and surrounded the figure hiding in the darkness.

"Give up resistance!" The leading police officer shouted.

The figure, which was still short for a man, turned around, and the police realized that it was a beautiful woman.But in their pursuit order, the prisoner of the serial kidnapping case was a tall man with green eyes.

The beautiful woman had a world-weary expression on her face, and she looked sickly.

"Good evening, officers." She smiled beautifully, but every smile was maintained by pulling the muscles at the corners of her mouth.

"My baby is lost," she said.

The body of the girl on the ground came into the eyes of the police, and Osamu Dazai was still stepping on the wallet.

The author has something to say: do something bad next.

After thinking about it, the gender-changing characters I seem to have written now include: Osamu Dazai, Touma Kamijou, Izuku Midoriya, Tomie... Is there anything else? ? ?What do you want to see? But I don’t necessarily know how to make a hole (hey)