[Comprehensive] I don't want to be the heroine

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It is also impossible to be cultivated by the government|government|institution|organization, and child labor cannot be hired there.

"Of course I'm proud of my vision~" Osamu Dazai raised a finger and said with a smile, "I must catch her."

Ango Sakaguchi answered: "Then invite her to die in love with you?"

Osamu Dazai nodded: "That's right, that's right~ Ango really understands me~"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded and said, "I see, you really have your style."

Ango Sakaguchi was caught between these two psychopaths who sang and sympathized and was about to collapse: "You should complain here!"

Although they were bluffing, the three of them drank the wine quite happily, and then dispersed to do their own business.

During the period of the dragon head war, everyone is very busy.

Ango Sakaguchi was busy sorting out the information and reporting to the leader.

On the other hand, Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke were busy picking up the corpses of their companions. What they picked up was not the corpses, but everything that could be identified on the corpses.

Yokohama was in chaos, the three of them were sitting here drinking, and compared to the little guy who was still working overtime and fighting, they couldn't be too bastards.

When Osamu Dazai hurried to the battlefield, Nakahara Chu had already beaten his opponent to the ground.

Zhong Yuan also threw his coat back, raised it high and kicked the bullet back to its original position.

While covering Osamu Dazai's position, he cursed angrily:

"You guy, didn't I notify you long ago, why did you come here!?"

Osamu Dazai said disapprovingly, "Yeah, is the dog so anxious to see its owner?"

When he was a teenager, he was mixed with the port mafia, and his personality was far worse than ever.

His every word is obsessed with making people angry, and his bad side is especially obvious when dealing with partners who don't like him.

"One more word of nonsense and I'll beat you to death|ah." Nakahara Nakaya turned his head and gave Osamu Dazai a look. "Going up."

Osamu Dazai tugged on his tie a little, and agreed: "Yes, no need for a reminder from an unintelligent slug."

Nakahara Chuya: "Are you looking for a beating!"

After Su Woyan returned home, she discovered that her unreliable parents were traveling abroad.

The phone couldn't get through at all, so she searched the house and couldn't find her parents' passports before confirming it.

She is very calm and has long been used to her parents traveling abroad all the year round—it doesn't matter if they are not at home, the city of Yokohama is not very peaceful.

Su Woyan opened the refrigerator hungry - the refrigerator was cut off when his parents left, and there was only a carton of expired milk in it.

She rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find a pack of instant noodles. After opening the bag, there was only a lone noodle, and it had grown hairs due to improper storage.

Su Woyan twitched the corners of his mouth, paralyzed on the sofa for a while, planning to sleep and then think about eating tomorrow.

The long-distance transcontinental flight was too exhausting, and the location of Narita Airport was remote. When she got home, she was already very tired.

Unexpectedly, after sleeping on the sofa for two hours, Su Woyan still woke up hungry.

She picked up her phone and looked at the time which was close to seven o'clock.

Fortunately, it's not too late...

It's just that Yokohama is not very peaceful. I hope the restaurant is still open when I go out, right?

Later, when Su Woyan thought of this incident, he wanted to slap himself.

What kind of restaurant do you go to, why don’t you just settle for a meal?

Isn't the convenience store downstairs delicious?Isn’t the bento in the convenience store delicious?

She put on a thick coat, and walked into the snow without fear of the cold wind in the spirit of Yamato who is not afraid of the cold.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

When I went home in the afternoon, it was only a thin layer, which had already reached her ankles.

But it doesn't matter, she is a Japanese, she is not afraid of the cold... so cold.

Su Woyan turned his head and went upstairs, and came out with a pair of snow boots.

In order to deal with various emergencies, she also brought a four-dimensional handbag.

This bag is a magic bag collected from the headquarters, which can store various things.

This is also the key to her being a magical girl who can pull out a magic wand anytime, anywhere.

"Hmm... let's eat French food?" Su Woyan scratched his head. "After saving the world, I also became a rich man..."

After saving the world, HQ raised her campaign funding by more than three notches.

In the past, she simply had enough money, but now she simply can't spend it all. As long as she doesn't gamble or speculate in stocks or real estate, there is basically no problem.

There is a French restaurant in Yokohama that Su Woyan would like to go to in his dreams. The food is well received is secondary, and the important thing is the noble price.

When she was still young, Su Woyan also planned to indulge herself.

The magic girl's retirement and return to her hometown is to enjoy it, otherwise how can she be worthy of the five-month vacation and the blood she shed?

Since the economy can afford it, of course it is to find the best food to eat.

She walked in Yokohama in the dark night, and she was in a happy mood.

Of course, this joy lasted until she was sitting in the French restaurant when the ceiling was suddenly overturned.

She looked blankly at the clerk who was running for emergency evacuation, and when she raised her head, she saw a red light flying from the sky.

Moments later, an adult in a black suit dropped on her desk, smashing the shiny goblet to pieces.

The young man wrapped in the red light followed him down. He was not tall, with a slender waist and long legs. He seemed to have a bad temper.

The boy stepped on the dining table and kicked the man in black in the face.

Su Woyan's eyes darkened: "Hello..."

Although she knows that Yokohama is often haunted by supernatural powers, is there such a capable guy among supernatural power users?

No, no, it's not the point whether you can call, the problem is her dinner...

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head and eyes, glanced at Su Woyan very indifferently, and said:

"Don't meddle in your own business, little girl, I will compensate you for the meal later."

"Didn't your parents teach you not to run around after dark, or you won't even know how you died."

Su Wo said: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't give her the slightest chance to refute, so he kicked the person flying, and pulled the battlefield to a position some distance away from the French restaurant.

Su Woyan looked at the crushed French dessert on his table, and then at the overturned cream soup.

She stood up silently, and looked outside while holding the only half of the wall left.

The ocher-haired boy was stepping on the chest of the man in black with his foot, and said in a very bad tone, "Spill out the information I want."

"Otherwise, I'll kick your skull and grab your companions and beat them until they are willing to make a sound."

Su Woyan blinked his eyes, and decided that sneaking would be the best policy.

When it stays, it will develop into an incredible plot-for example, "The Black | Dao Boss Falls in Love with Me", "The Domineering President Forces Love" and the like.

She really might not be able to beat this red-haired boy, although he is handsome and hot, but if he is beaten, Su Woyan will definitely not think he is hot at all.

"Oh~ Chuya, this kind of trial is not acceptable~"

A frivolous, joyful, yet dangerous voice came out.

The black-haired boy in bandages came out of the darkness, holding a palm-sized box in his hand.

Holding the box in his hand, he walked to the adult man who was stepped on by Zhongyuan Zhongye and squatted down, and the box in his hand opened with a "ding".

There were more than a dozen long silver needles in it.

Osamu Dazai picked up the needle, waved it in front of the man in black, and asked:

"What would happen if this thing stuck between your nails and your flesh and went all the way through?"

"It must be very painful. If you don't spit out the information, I will use two or three needles for you..."

Su Wo, who was watching, said: "..."

She silently took out her phone.

Although she has retired, she can't just watch this happen.

Nakahara was silent for a while, then kicked the man towards Osamu Dazai: "I'll leave it to you."

He had to go upstairs and pay for the little girl's dinner.

At this time, the port mafia and the opposing illegal |organizations were all present, and they drew their guns in the alley without saying a word.

In the intertwined flames, Osamu Dazai held the needle unhurriedly, doing cruel things without trembling at all.

When Nakahara Chuya went upstairs, he happened to hear the pink-haired girl on the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Cop, someone on my side is bullying the weak."

"Looks like a high school student. He's black, the roof is blown off, and he pricks other people's fingers with needles."

"Now it seems that there is a fight, and they are fighting|fighting."

Nakahara Chuya: "...?"

Zhong Yuan also vaguely heard the answer on the other side of the phone.

"Little girl, find a place to hide first, and don't get involved in their affairs."

"We will dispatch to rescue you immediately, and we must protect our own safety."

Black | Road | Fire | fight is a very normal thing.

The police will ignore it, as long as they don't affect others.

But... this kind of violation of the law can only be tacit, and if it is exposed and put on the face, it must be investigated.

14 years old (3)

"Hey you--"

Before Zhongyuan could curse, he took a step back under the guidance of his intuition.

A pink peach heart wand appeared out of nowhere, and the spike at the top of the wand was about to pierce his abdomen.

Su Woyan transforms in a second, her movements are silky and smooth.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also messed up in the bleak cold wind, he looked in shock at the pink girl with inconsistent painting style in front of him.

He now understood why the little girl dared to come out for dinner at this time.

He used to be a