[Bungo Stray Dogs] Animal Three Musketeers

"I'm going back."

Natsume Mizusui beckoned to Rimbaud, stepped on a clear puddle and splashed, and the flat shoes, which were easy to control the sound, were half soaked. She shook the shoes uncomfortably, attracting people who were standing behind Rimbaud smiled kindly.

Natsume Shuishui didn't look back, and simply kicked his shoes aside and walked into the secret passage, not thinking about safety, but absent-minded.

It won't be long before Rimbaud will probably be forced to retreat by the military.Natsume Shuishui, who was walking back, thought in her heart that she had memorized all the geography of the research institute and opened another secret passage on the way, and after thinking about it, she ran out with a supernatural power.

Need to dye my hair back, or just wait for it to fade naturally?

After a long time of uninterrupted hair dyeing, Natsume Mizusui was worried about her hair quality, and her eyes also needed regular care after wearing colored contact lenses for more than two years. If it wasn't for Mori Ogai who would check her occasionally, she would think that her eyes are here Two years will be blind.

Mori Ogai, who went out to meet the researcher sent by the secret base half a year ago, just froze when he saw her. He first thought about when Natsume Mizumi, who became a housewife, became a researcher there, and then It's that weird appearance.

Although he didn't deliberately have plastic surgery to look like him, but the similar hair and eye color, plus the occasional deliberately imitating his language addiction and the curvature of the lips, no matter how you look at it, it has something to do with him.

It's just that he didn't expect the other party to just reverse his name and use it.

After discussing the handover of the research institute's medicines, Mori Ogai invited her into a single room, took off his colored contact lenses and checked his eyes. After the check, he pondered for a long time and then picked up her ears.

"Okay, if you wear it again, you will go blind."

Faced with this situation, Natsume Mizusui begged for mercy for several minutes before Mori Ogai let go, and began to help her take care of her every Monday.

Except for Mori Ou who occasionally talked about those more dangerous topics, as a doctor, he was conscientious, but Natsume Mizusui couldn't figure out this person, so he simply didn't understand his temptations inside and outside the words.

Natsume Mizusui did not forget the grocery store two years ago, but two years later, many buildings on the roadside have gradually changed a lot, and she almost lost her way for a while even though she didn't go out much for a stroll.

The cement floor in front of the store was changed, but the decoration was still the same as before. After entering the door, Natsume Mizusui took off the hat that was stuffed with hair, and Mei Tong lightly took it off and threw it into the trash can beside it.

"Boss, I'm in trouble."

The elderly man walked vigorously and vigorously. Seeing that she was sitting on the chair in the room with ease, he knew that she was a regular customer. He recalled that the same customer seemed to have visited three months ago. After comparing, he asked in a deep voice: "Dye your hair?"

"I want to change the hair back to the previous color? I remember that the boss can use potions to remove the color of the hair dye." Natsume Mizusui got used to the boss's frequent amnesia, tilted his head back, and smiled with curved lips, "Thanks for your hard work, uncle .”

The cold hair is soaked in the colorless and odorless potion. Within two years, when her hair is about to fade, she will always come to this store to change back to her original identity, and she will only return home every three months.

In the next two years, she slowly learned to eat and do daily life by herself. Every time Natsume Mizusui came home, she would take her out to the shopping mall or amusement park, buy some food and toys that the child was interested in, and then hurried back home. Then it was the familiar hair dyeing process, and she returned to the battlefield that belonged to her.

My daughter Zai Zai is smarter than other children. Generally, children have poor memory, and they will forget the people around them once they leave for a few days, but Zai Zai can always firmly remember her existence.

When she came back from school, Natsume Mizusui ran home in the rainstorm. The lights in the room were flickering. In order to hurry up, she didn't even hold an umbrella.

Her eyes were sore and sore from the summer rain, Natsume Mizusui tried hard to wipe away the rain that was pouring down her face with her wrist. The gravel road on the ground, followed by the toes of the man and the girl, finally moved up slowly, and the line of sight met the man's front.

The exhaustion caused by the long-time lurking suddenly dissipated, she smiled to herself, walked over quickly and picked up the little man waving her hands like a play, and then rushed towards the man, the wet water threw them all over.

No matter how many times she thinks about it, that scene is the deepest tenderness in the thousands of worlds in her eyes, ignoring the flaws of bumps and holes on the full moon, the love in the night sky can extend to the invisible end even if it is in trouble.

The sound of the hair dryer hit the eardrums, and the immature air of a girl returned in the mirror, but there was a bit of tenderness and determination in the eyebrows and eyes, and a little bit more, it was dauntingly sharp, which was well concealed Under the beautiful appearance.

"Good afternoon, Hatta."

It's a name I haven't called in a long time.

Natsume Shuishui stared at the figure of the slender woman on the far left side of the mirror. Out of consideration for the unknown identity of the other party, after the boss finished packing the tools, he stood up with his hands on the back of the chair, smiled and nodded, "Good afternoon, what's the matter?" ?”

Aside from the woman's beautiful face, Natsume Shuishui knew that this was another person not to be trifled with.

The capable suit was worn by the other party like a professional elite, but in terms of momentum, the other party should be biased towards government staff.

"...Looks a lot like your father."

... the old man?

Father's former colleague?

Father's first love before he met mother?

Natsume Shuishui's brain hole is getting bigger and bigger, because the woman looked at her with a very close and loving expression, and the bloody drama at eight o'clock was playing out in her mind, resulting in subtle facial expressions and eyes looking at the woman, " Thank you, I do look very similar to my father. May I ask, are you...?"

"It's our first meeting, I'm Tsujimura Fukatsuki." Tsujimura Fukatsuki smiled sheepishly, "I was your father's former colleague. After that incident, I was entrusted by your uncle to find your whereabouts."

"Know everything found me two years ago." The topic was a bit strange, and Natsume Mizusui felt that what Tsujimura really wanted to talk about was not about this matter. Looking at her expression, it seemed a little difficult to say, "About my elders, Tsujimura Auntie, don't worry too much."

"...Let's talk as we go." Tsujimura Fukatsuki sighed as if he had relieved a heavy burden, with worry hidden in his eyes.

Aware of her uneasiness, Natsume Mizusui reached out and patted the back of Tsujimura Mizuki's hand lightly, and reassured: "It's okay, Aunt Tsujimura, tell me, I can hold on."

"It's not for this reason." Tsujimura Mizuki couldn't help laughing, and lowered his arms, "The main reason is that I don't know how to tell you about the transfer of abilities between blood relatives."

Transfer power.

This is not the first time Natsume Mizusui has heard this statement. When wandering in the slums a few years ago, he also heard similar rumors that some people in the Supernatural Secret Service Division seemed to have the ability to transfer their supernatural powers to become their own blood relatives.

Before Badian Yu died, she also wanted to ask why her father's ability became his ability, but because of Hatian Yu's gag and Mori Ogai's ability to change the subject in various ways, she didn't even touch the corners of the truth Yes, it's really hateful.

If she wants to make a ranking where she wants to kill people, Mori Ogai must be ranked first.

"Auntie Tsujimura told my father about this method, right?"

"The method of transferring abilities seems easy and simple, but after the transfer, some uncontrollable defects will occur." Tsujimura Fukatsuki explained the reason why he didn't know how to speak, "This is a method that must not be used until an emergency. The method, because it is a kind of pain for those who transmit the ability or accept the ability."

The afternoon sun covered the brick road, Natsume Mizusui raised his head slightly, and the sea surface in the distance shone with sparkling light, blending with the clear blue sky into a blue painting.

"They don't suffer anymore."

Someone's voice quietly flowed into the sea breeze, Natsume Shuishui felt as if someone around her stretched out a hand to her, subconsciously turned her head to one side, but didn't see anyone.She and Tsujimura Fukatsuki are the only people walking on the street, and her favorite elders can no longer be her protective cover.

When you have elders, you can act willfully and recklessly, because you know who is behind you to protect you, bear all the sins for you, and choose the best choice for the future for you.

But she has no blood relatives who can tell her past. She was an orphan in her youth, wandering around Yokohama, completely different from the children who grew up in the greenhouse.

They have their parents to help them choose their future, but she is the only one who can choose for her.

"Peace be with you, child."

Natsume Shuishui was stunned for a while, took off the head-up lens, stared at the woman in the lingering style stepping away step by step on high heels, and actually burst into tears.

After the family passed away, no one has ever told her about the past of the previous generation of relatives, and no elder has ever given her blessings.

As if feeling a little ashamed, Natsume Mizusui put on his glasses, coughed a few times to ease the hoarseness, poked the corner of his lips with his index finger and stretched it upwards, bending into a proper arc.

have to go home.

The author has something to say: Ah Shui:

popular science is coming x

Tsujimura Shenyue is the mother of another Tsujimura Shenyue in rumors, which means that the mother has the same name as her daughter.

Tsujimura Shenyue knows a way to transfer abilities between blood relatives, and told Izumi Kyoka's mother in the original book, so Kyoka's mother and Kyoka's abilities will be the same, but you have also seen the flaws, the ability may Cannot be controlled by the person receiving the power.

Kyoka needed to use her mobile phone, and Tsujimura Fukatsuki couldn't master Sombra's abilities well.