Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

Yokohama, the bustling port that never sleeps, even after the early morning, high-rise buildings are still weaving a sea of ​​lights, above the darkness, creating an intoxicating splendor and dream.

He expertly concealed his aura, and used a scalpel to perform a simple treatment for himself, and lost a lot of magic power, which made the figure of the hunter, who was already lacking in magic power, faintly foreboding to collapse.

The part of the finger began to blur, but before it was completely unable to maintain the entity, TA returned to the "home".

In the living room of the small dilapidated apartment that was supposed to be dark, there was a light on and the door was unlocked.

Before the hunter's raised hands touched anything, someone opened the door from the inside. The originally complicated and helpless tone, after seeing the other party's description, twisted and slid upward and uttered a rapid high-pitched voice.

"J-Jack?!"

"Mom... it hurts, we hurt so much... Mom hugs us..."

As the hunter flung himself into the opponent's arms coquettishly, the cloak and hat also slipped off, revealing the appearance of the little girl underneath.White hair, green eyes, innocent and lovely face, now it is full of children who are afraid of pain and want to be comforted by their parents.

—Assassin, Jack the Ripper.

The name of the world famous serial murderer who murdered several prostitutes in the middle of the night in London, with cruel and horrific means. Even though Scotland Yard desperately investigated, the murderer still escaped justice.

"Jack the Ripper" based on this legend, when summoned as a Heroic Spirit as an Assassin, was a collection of babies who were not allowed to be born.

Since she was "killed" before birth, her dream is to return to her mother's womb, which is why she is keen on "disemboweling" her enemies.

as well as--

It is precisely because he is not loved that he longs for maternal love and longs to be deeply loved. Regardless of whether the Master is a man or a woman, Jack the Ripper will seek "maternal love" from him and call him "Mom".

But there are also records of the master who responded to her longing, was cut open by her in the end, and was "being" happily returned to the belly record, huh?

——Excerpt from "Secret Heroic Spirit Observation Book"

The young man who never went to school at the clock tower naturally had no way of knowing how dangerous the child in his arms, who was acting like a spoiled child, was to him.

No, it should be said that even if he didn't know, he already knew how, how "abnormal" she was.

"Mom...we are hungry, if we don't eat, mom, mom will die!"

Jack seemed to be clinging to her "mother" obediently, but while talking, he raised a dagger in one hand and looked at the neighbor who was separated by a wall, who was dreaming a sweet dream. His emerald eyes showed innocence and coldness .

"But don't be afraid, mother. We won't let mother die—"

But in the next second, the young man pressed Jack's hand that was about to move, and also grabbed the monster that was about to break through the cage and wanted to eat people.

"...Really, how many times have I said it, even if you want to call me, you should call me 'Daddy'. You are such a troublesome brat."

Lowering his head, he pressed Jack's head against his own neck, exposing the most vulnerable and fatal part to the monster, the young man smiled wryly.

"Okay, I know you want my blood...well, will it help you? Anyway, keep your mouth light. Don't go out for 'night excursions' without telling me, understand Jack?"

His lips were forced to rub against the soft flesh for a while, and he could clearly smell the delicious magical breath under the flesh, but Jack still didn't bite through the vulnerable barrier.

She muttered and repeated: "We're hungry, hungry, hungry... If we don't eat, Mom will..."

"I...cough, 'Mom' will find a way." The young man emphasized, "Jack, be obedient."

Crazy hunger has hovered at the threshold, and Jack couldn't resist the temptation.The tip of her bright red tongue licked her lips, and she bit down her white teeth with a taste of enjoying the delicious food!

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After coaxing the children to sleep, the young man sat in the living room, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

In the mirror, the wound on the side of the neck looked scary, but under Jack's treatment, the bleeding did not continue, but the weakness and dizziness caused by blood loss could not be relieved, let alone the negative addition of emotional factors.

He put on a high-necked coat to cover the wound, opened the door, picked up his cell phone, and dialed the big night owl who probably hadn't slept at this time.

"Hey~ Odasaku, it's so rare that you would take the initiative to call me. Is the sky going to be a high school today? Hey, it's really disturbing. Shall I go and solve the source first?"

The young man's clear and pleasant voice rang out, but his tone was like a light cloud. His mouth was full of trains, and he couldn't catch or guess. No one knew which of his words were true and which were false. Unknowingly, he became Back to be played. Played between the palms.

Oda Sakunosuke habitually ignored the trash talk, and simply said, "Do you drink?"

"Huh~?"

The person on the other end of the phone lazily dragged out the ending, pretending to be mysterious for a few seconds, and then responded briskly and joyfully.

"Of course. Then let me make a guest appearance on the late-night show's big brother, to solve the lost Oda Zuo's spiritual problems. Oh, oh, when it comes to this kind of psychological counseling, I am super-expert at it Oh?"

Yes, yes, after all, not everyone dares to speak up, such as "there are no prisoners who are interrogated without speaking".

Sakunosuke Oda couldn't help but continue to selectively filter trash talk: "See you at Lupin's bar, Dazai."

"OK, OK, old place, see you later~"

Sitting on the desk, the boy called "Dazai" swayed his legs, hung up the phone with a smile on his face, then jumped off the desk, posing extra playfully, posing the gymnast after the performance posture.

He also took a part-time job as a judge by the way: "Osamu Dazai—10 points!"

"Huh?! Osamu Dazai, stop here! There's still so much work to do here, you bastard don't want to slip away, do you???"

The orange-haired boy wearing a black hat next to him roared angrily at a row of tables, knocking down several documents that were still waiting to be signed.

"Hey~ It's all meaningless nonsense anyway, just take a look and sign and tell the group of bastards, 'I have read it, if you continue to work hard, you might be able to climb up, and from then on Qianquan and beauties will come Huai, so don’t give up halfway oh chirp ☆’, just trick them into working hard.”

Osamu Dazai spread his hands exaggeratedly, but the black coat remained motionless as if glued with 502 glue.

"This kind of simple job, even an idiot Chuya can do it? Ah...Could it be, Chuya, you haven't even practiced your signature yet? This is impossible, it will embarrass the cadre."

"...Too-zai-!"

"Oh, so dangerous, so dangerous—but, it's just 'good risk'."

Avoiding Chuya Nakahara's throwing attack, Osamu Dazai spun lightly and jumped to the wide open window.

He waved his arms, put his hands on his lips, and said with a bright smile: "That's it~ Zhong also practice signing here obediently. When Brother Dazai comes back, he will remember to bring you candy as a reward! Goodbye. "

He also grasped the timing of jumping down just right, and once again narrowly avoided the attack of Chuya Zhongyuan.

Zhong Yuan was also so angry that he threw the things in his hand on the ground: "Dazai Ji, you bastard!!! Don't come back if you have the ability!!! I will definitely, kill you next time!!! Absolutely-yes- "

The person who came in to deliver the documents glanced quietly at Nakahara Nakaya, put down the documents very calmly, then turned around and left calmly, and even closed the door for Nakahara Nakaya intimately.

Osamu Dazai, port, port, black, hand, party, cadre, one flower, known as "the youngest cadre in history", and Nakahara Chuya as a partner, the tacit understanding is very high, invincible, and called "double black ".

It is one of the signs of the Hong Kong, Port, Black, Hand, Party, whose name alone is enough to frighten some people who have a small heart.

However, what is more well known is that -

When not performing tasks, the lifelong goal of these two big brothers is probably to kill the other.Or be pissed off?For Osamu Dazai.

So much so that the insiders of the Hong Kong, Port, Black, Hand, and Party are no strangers to the formation of loud thunder and quiet rain.

What?Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya are quarreling again?

Oh, Double Black Daily (n/1).

It's really gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate, chirp, chirp (applause).

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Lupine Bar.

Dim lights, mahogany furniture, the crisp sound of glasses colliding with ice cubes, and the silent white-haired bartender—this place seems to be completely isolated from the outside world, an eternal place.

No wonder some people get so carried away that they don't want to go back to "reality".

Oda Sakunosuke and Dazai Osamu sat side by side on the bar, each with a glass of wine, but they were silent for a long time.

Holding the mouth of the cup with two fingers, he casually swayed back and forth. Osamu Dazai rested one hand on his chin and spoke with interest, breaking the silence.

"Didn't you ask me out, Odasaku? It's up to the person I'm dating to think about the topic... Hey, this is the so-called 'scumbag on a date', right? I'll be disgusted by beautiful ladies."

Oda Sakunosuke was expressionless: blah blah blah blah, even if you knew I was a "scumbag", didn't you still come.One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, endure.

"Hahahahaha, Odasaku, you are really super interesting!"

After understanding the riddle contained in Oda Sakunosuke's expressionless face, Osamu Dazai laughed to himself.

He took a sip of the wine, and poured the spirits with ice into his throat, like a double sky of ice and fire. The stimulating feeling, between pain and pleasure, was enough to make people forget many things.

Putting the wine glass aside, the youngest cadre of the Hong Kong, Port, Hei, Hand, Party, in front of his friends, relaxed a little, and corrected his listening attitude.

"So? What's bothering you? Let's talk about it. It's rare for us Odasaku-sama's little problems."