Handbook of Heroes and Heroes in Love [Comprehensive]

The shadow turned into a black quagmire and dragged the man who was correcting the document into it. Zhong Yuanzhong, who had witnessed all this, was so frightened that his soul almost fell out.

But there is no way, unless the person's body is cut in half, otherwise there is no way to pull the current leader out of it.

Just when Zhongyuan Zhongye was about to order his subordinates to implement the highest alert plan, a quagmire appeared out of thin air in the place that had disappeared, and the man seemed to be spit out by his own shadow... in disgust.

[What happened just now? ! 】

The man sat cross-legged on the ground, his posture was as lazy as ever, the hand supported behind him sank into the soft carpet, his right hand stretched out into view, his white and slender five fingers floated one after another as if they were playing on a piano.

He seemed to be feeling something, but there was nothing there.

The soft and fluffy black bangs covered his eyes, making it impossible to explore the emotions in those iris-colored eyes—of course, even when they looked directly at each other, Zhong Yuanzhong never guessed what he was thinking.

The only thing that can play a role is his own intuition, and Zhongyuanzhong relies on it to judge whether the uneasy leader is going to be a demon again.

The man pondered for two seconds, then raised his head and said solemnly, 【A day trip to the other side? 】

Feeling ups and downs, he didn't know what expression to make for a moment, and it took him a long time to grab his collar unbearably-if this disrespectful act was seen by others, his eyes would definitely be out of frame.

after all……

[Obviously a one-second swim, right?So even the god of death despises you guy?Be serious with me!It's this time, so don't add to the chaos! 】

He smiled lightly, 【But if this happens again next time and I don't come back... Chuya, you will take my place. 】

【... What nonsense are you talking about. 】 He clicked his tongue and slowly let go of his hand.

These words sounded like last words, the ones he had heard countless times, and Zhong Yuanzhong even knew what he was going to say next.

really--

The man tidied his collar casually, and his casual tone seemed to be talking about something that everyone should avoid, 【If you find it troublesome, just throw it at anyone. 】

As a cadre, of course he must protect the leader's life, but this danger does not come from the enemy...but from himself.

In the river, on the roof, poison... Every time you pull the leader back from the brink of death, you have to listen to this kind of words, and Zhong Yuanzhong also said that your ears are really callused.

However, as the man expected, seven days later, this happened again.

[Let’s say I went on a trip, and if I don’t come back after seven days, I’ll be declared dead, and there’s a surprise in the drawer. 】

From the man's expression, it seems that this is really just a trip with an uncertain return date, relaxed and comfortable.

Nakahara Zhong also watched him disappear again. For a full hour, he was the only one in the cold office.

After a while, he followed his instructions to open the drawer—he didn't expect much from the so-called "surprise", but he didn't expect that this guy could further break the bottom line of people's thinking.

In front of a man named "Osamu Dazai", any psychological preparation is superfluous.

There is a development plan for the next five years in the drawer, covering all fields, and even the possible accidents are indicated how to solve them, just like a novice's guidance.

And a... abdication letter.

The due date is one year ago.

Stepping forward, there are approval signatures of all cadres - except him.

So a year ago the leader of the port mafia was Chuya Nakahara, not...

"—Osamu Dazai!"

It was only when he was so angry with this guy that he lost his mind that he would call him by this name directly.

The azure blue eyes were ignited with anger, shining brightly, Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth and stared at the guy in front of him who was distracted.

"I'm talking to you! Where the hell are you looking?!"

Takeshi Yamamoto, who had just walked out of the facility, was startled by the roar and blinked. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Peng Gelie's tutor raised his finger and pressed it gently between his lips, but it was not this action that really stopped him from speaking, but It's... the coldness overflowing from the failure of trying to suppress it in his eyes.

"...Where am I looking?" The corners of his mouth curved slightly, Dazai Osamu's eyes still did not shift, and he said with a half-smile, "Don't you know when you look back?"

Bakugo Katsuki saw that person frowned, and quickly turned around, his sharp eyes swept over everyone one by one, except for...

"Mr. Aizawa, I'm sorry, I'm going to be absent from the training in the morning, and I have something to deal with."

The soft and waxy voice was calm and calm, and the girl who said this could even smile slightly at the weird-looking Elimination Hero.

"Student?" The orange-haired man narrowed his eyes.

[If the "thread" is cut off... not only will you forget your feelings and memories of her, but you will also filter out all things related to her... When someone mentions her, you will be distracted and think about other things, and you will see things related to her Things will also consciously turn a blind eye, if she didn't take the initiative to come to you, even if she walked in front of you, she would ignore her. 】

The girl tied the hair on the side of her face behind her ears, and looked at the Konoha ninja who couldn't figure out her emotions.

"Take them away, now."

"Do you have any misunderstanding about 'travel'?"

The soft voice overlapped with the man's deep voice, and it seemed that neither of them had noticed the existence of the other.

[The "line" represents a bond. 】

This was the first time Bakugo Katsuki faced the person whose shackles had been erased. It was different from the rage he experienced in his memory. The creepy feeling made his fingertips twitch slightly.

***

When Aizawa Shota left with the restless hero reserve, only the girl and the traveler from another world remained in the wide open space.

Yayoi Hanano stepped forward and stood in front of Osamu Dazai, keeping an arm's length away from Nakahara Nakaya.

Osamu Dazai's gaze stayed on her all the time, which made the mafia cadres look sideways along his gaze with some doubts.

When those blue eyes swept away from the girl's position and returned to their original place, Takeshi Yamamoto finally confirmed his guess - he couldn't see her.

The Italian gentleman narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said, "Do you know Yayoi?"

The girl whose name was mentioned was slightly stunned, but soon returned to her original state, as if she knew what the result would be.

This question did not attract the orange-haired man's attention, as if he didn't hear him at all.

So the Italian gentleman changed the question again, "Do you know Dazai?"

The azure blue eyes finally fell on him, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and asked, "... who are you?"

The hand resting on the long table tapped lightly, and Reborn stared at him for a moment, "Yayoi's friend."

He didn't pay attention to what he said, still waiting for his answer.

Having already confirmed the answer in his heart, Reborn lowered his eyes, "...Dazai's friend."

As if he had heard something incredible, Nakahara Zhong also had a ghostly expression on his face, and turned to the mafia leader who was smiling happily, "What trick did you use to make others think that you are all in just one day? friend?"

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his iris-colored pupils met his gaze in the blink of an eye, and Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "Hey, that's a bit too much, I've always been popular."

"Vision, hearing, and even thinking will naturally avoid the existence of 'Yayoi Hanano'..." Reborn slowly looked at the girl with a normal face, and there was no emotion in his steady voice, "Is that so?"

Uchiha Itachi hesitated for a while, but did not interrupt.

Seeing the girl's gaze wandering elsewhere, Reborn smiled, raised his brows slightly after several failed attempts to speak, and finally said pointedly, "Dead handle wooden hanging."

At this moment, Takeshi Yamamoto thought of the weird line that appeared after the girl tamed the boy.

At this time, after seeing the surprised expression of the girl, his expression gradually froze.

Nakahara on the side is also arguing with the suicide maniac about his friend, but no one is paying attention to him except Osamu Dazai.

Yayoi Hanano really wanted to applaud this omniscient devil, "That's right."

In fact, she is not afraid of anyone knowing the existence of the "thread". One is that there are very few occasions where it can be used. So far, there are only two people who have broken the thread. The other is...it is under her control.

Even though he already had the answer in his heart, Reborn still asked, "Opportunity?"

"There's a degree of inverse value," she said.

Even she herself is not sure whether it is full value, after all, it is someone else's feelings.

The well-behaved and slightly casual answer made Takeshi Yamamoto feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Reborn nodded and waved his hand casually, indicating that he had nothing to say.

Yayoi Hanano hesitated for a few seconds, thinking that she should explain, "I rarely do this."

Reborn hummed, of course he knew, otherwise he should have known about the existence of the thread, for example... He glanced at Takeshi Yamamoto who was expressionless.

Even if they tried to do such an excessive thing and were not disconnected, it seems that it is really "very rare".

Only then did Yayoi Hanano turn her attention back to Osamu Dazai, her expression turned cold, and she looked like asking a teacher for a crime, "Come on, tell me now..."

"What the hell is this place?"

Nakahara Chuya's voice overlapped with her words again.

The corners of Yayoi Hanano's eyes twitched, and she sighed helplessly, "Put him away first."

Otherwise, there is no way to speak well.

Osamu Dazai winked at her, "Don't bother, I think it's very interesting."

Immediately afterwards, he sighed to the mafia cadres, "I really didn't expect you to come here."

Yayoi Hanano gritted her lower teeth fiercely, and said quickly before Chuya Nakahara could speak, "What do you mean by 'chief'! Didn't you say that you have left the port mafia and joined the armed detective agency?"

As soon as the words fell, the man answered angrily, "If you don't want to see me so much, don't keep causing trouble to others!"

Osamu Dazai laughed happily at his speech like a competition, and before the two of them got angry at the same time, he quickly said to the latter, "Oh, this is not troublesome, it's called 'travel', come here at that time On vacation."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also almost choked by him.

"I really didn't lie to you, if you don't believe me..." Osamu Dazai bent his eyes and looked at the bright brilliance flowing in the girl's eyes, "You can ask Zhong Ye."

That being said, he actually knew how she would react.

Sure enough, a trace of panic flashed across the girl's face, as if she had been poked into a weakness.

Yayoi Hanano quickly glanced at the man beside her - she didn't even dare to look into his eyes, her dazzling orange hair flashed past her vision.

"... Forget it, let's talk about it next time." She said dully, turning around to leave, as if she was escaping from something.

However, in the next second, his body stiffened suddenly.

The pupils contracted for a moment, and Yayoi Hanano felt that the blood in her whole body was flowing backwards, and the apex of her heart seemed to be cut off severely, the pain made her almost bend over.

She held her breath subconsciously, and slowly and stiffly cast her gaze on Nakahara Nakaya, and the emerald green was soon filled with mist.

The other world travelers around looked at him in surprise.

"What are we going to do..." Zhongyuan Zhong also gradually quieted down, looking suspiciously at the man in front of him with an obviously wrong expression.

All the comfort and ease were instantly annihilated, and a layer of black mist appeared in the kite-colored eyes, like black glass falling into a miasma.

Osamu Dazai stared at his hands expressionlessly, his soft facial features were frozen by the ice, becoming stiff and indifferent.

The left hand wearing a black glove tightly grasped the girl's wrist, wishing to exert all its strength on the place where the two of them were in contact. The forearm trembled slightly due to excessive tension, as if it was fighting against something.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at his left hand, and then asked suspiciously, "...what's wrong with you?"

He was unaware of his actions.

What will override a person's sight, hearing, and thinking?

The answer is - instinct.

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