"One thing to say, Dazai, you look really evocative in this white dress."

"Really? I understand what you mean Yao-chan, next time we will..."

"Wait, Mr. Chuya is rolling his eyes, does he want to say something?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

So Dazai turned his head, looked at the old man's expression mixed with lemons and light bulbs, and smiled brighter: "I didn't expect Chuya that you would still choose to believe me and use 'Dirty Sorrow' without hesitation, It was so touching."

"Yes, thank you for coming to save me and my dear, Mr. Chuya, without fear of life and death." Shibukawa Yoya followed closely to express his gratitude.

"...Please stop talking, you two." Nakahara, who was lying on Dazai's lap, unable to get up, almost collapsed, "I'm going to vomit."

"Don't spit on me, Nakaya." Osamu Dazai, who was leaning on his wife's arms and acted like a baby, gave a thoughtful suggestion, "Of course, don't spit on Yao-chan."

"It's disgusting, you!"

It has to be said that the three people sitting in the ruins at this time seem to have been hollowed out.

Nakahara just fought a dragon for [-] rounds. It was very hard work. He rescued his old friend but he was ruthlessly stuffed with dog food and almost choked to death on the spot. Shibusawa Tatsuhiko came here to give a righteous backstab. If he hadn't taken the antidote in advance, he would definitely have hit the street; Susanoo, who was forced to open the eternal kaleidoscope Sharingan and the perfect body, directly smashed all the phantoms.In the end, I talked about life with my annoying spirit [Hui Guang] for a full hour, exhausted physically and mentally.

However, Shibukawa Yao remembered one thing.

"Ah." Then she told her dog man about the story from Eugene Speth, and finally she asked, "Where do you think that mouse is going to hide now?"

Osamu Dazai looked sideways at her suspiciously, and all he saw was the girl's smiling eyes and slightly pursed lips. Under the moonlight, this familiar face was stained with a color that he thought was a little strange.

"Hey, although I don't know what you plan to do Yao-chan, but as a husband, of course I will fully support you. After all, I love you the most in this world..."

Before Shibukawa Yao could make any statement, he saw that Zhongyuan Zhong who was being fed dog food to the side also groaned and fell into a coma decisively.

Dazai turned his head to look at the old buddy who had passed out, and couldn't help laughing unscrupulously: "Look, Yao-chan, look at this slug, and fainted after hearing a few words—it's really embarrassing!"

"This Chuya-san is inferior." Shibukawa Yao nodded, chatting and laughing happily to participate in the persecution session.

When the black-haired man heard this, the smile in his eyes deepened a bit: "I heard you say that, you are very brave?"

"Just kidding, I'm super brave, okay! I'm super powerful!"

"Super powerful? Very brave...how brave?"

"—Whack-a-mole is so brave!"

…………

……

When Dostoevsky stood on the rooftop and put down the binoculars, the night wind was blowing his hair, and the young man couldn't help shaking his head.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko is finished.

He couldn't even deal with the three little devils, and he deserved to be scratched to death by someone six years ago.

Although this ending is not so satisfying, but he has more or less completed the purpose of this trip, and it will be real until the next time...

The Russian, who was thinking about many thoughts in his heart, turned around on the rooftop, and what he saw was a weird figure with a black iron cane and a black-bottomed red cross cloak of the supreme master standing at the only entrance leading to the downstairs stairs from the rooftop.

"Ah, it's you."

He just froze for two seconds before he figured out all the causes and consequences, and he didn't feel so surprised for a while.

"That Dazai-kun... sure enough, he won't just marry any ordinary person."

The Russian who made these remarks had a soft tone and a weak figure, as if he hadn't stabbed the girl in the back on the cruise ship and almost led her to the dog.

"So, what advice do you have? [Huanwu]."

Shibukawa Yao is not surprised that the other party will recognize his real identity and many vests. Anyway, for this group of bastards who have read the script, even if one day they think their real identity is an alien, it is not surprising.

"Well, there is one thing to bother you, Mr. Dostoevsky."

When the girl said this, the other hand hidden in her pocket was already pressing on the cover of a yellowed old book.

In an instant, the crimson proletarian field descends.

The Russians fearlessly listened to the small singing voices coming from the wind, with a look of sudden realization on their faces.

"Are you a communist?"

"It's more than that." Shibukawa Yao smiled slightly, "You will also become one of us...Davarish."

Hearing such a firm verdict, Dostoevsky, who was originally full of confidence, finally changed slightly. He felt that something was beyond his control and was coming towards him.

Sure enough, Shibukawa Yao spoke with a solemn expression in the next second.

"Ура!"

As a Russian, Fyodor could of course understand that the word was pronounced in his native Russian.

In Russian, this word can be translated as "long live" or "kill", or it is a pure modal particle.

— Hurrah!she says.

The things that puzzled the Russians soon had corresponding answers. With the sound of an order, the red barrier around them trembled slightly, and the red gusts visible to the naked eye fell from the sky, like thousands of birds and like a prairie fire The flames completely engulfed Dostoevsky's entire figure.

This is her punishment for the enemy in front of her.

Shibukawa Yao watched as the continuous crimson storm descended from the top of the barrier and poured into the surrounded core.

—This is my punishment for a bastard who takes his own mind as the most proud and precious thing.

After all, it is written in the second skill in the "Red Declaration":

[... 2. Soviet Iron Fist (the activation password is "Ula!", the combat power of those who hold this book doubles, the pain sensation is weakened by 90%, the red will is unwavering, and there is a great chance to counterattack the enemy at the spiritual level, making it automatically Join the great cause. Skill cooling time is 48h)...]

That's right, a spiritual counterattack.

It is much more interesting to reform the mind of a villain than to reform an ordinary person.

And in fact, the act of changing other people's minds without authorization is too vicious, so Shibukawa Yao had previously restrained the use of the "Soviet Iron Fist" mental attack power.

In the end, the red storm dissipated, as if it had never descended on this rooftop.

The young man kneeling on the ground, soaked in cold sweat, lowered his head, unaware that his white fur hat had fallen on the ground.

【Spirit +7162】

[Current power: 14]

For a thought criminal not known for his strength, this is already a high number.From another perspective, [Infinity Compass] confirmed the fact that the opponent "defeated and surrendered".

The unexpected harvest made Shibukawa Yao feel better, but on the surface she still stood expressionlessly at the stairs and asked, "Are you okay, Dostoyevsky?"

"I'm fine... No, or rather, I've never recognized the nature of this world as much as I do today." The young Russian raised his head, sweat rolled down his cheeks, but the purple eyes were deep But there is a golden-red logo floating everywhere.

— sickle and hammer.

"Don't worry about me." Dostoevsky smiled, "Comrade Huanwu."

Shibukawa Yo: "..."

Although I made a lot of predictions in advance, I still felt disillusioned when I actually used this trick.

In her ability field of vision, in the ability panel personally certified by [Infinity Compass], there is a small label floating on the "Magic Man" in front of her.

【*Red Star Shines My Heart (Permanent BUFF): Communism advocates the elimination of private ownership of means of production, and the establishment of a society without class system, without exploitation, without oppression, and realizing the self-liberation of human beings.To some extent, this is a necessary path for human society to enter into an advanced form.However, in the face of those different voices, there are always people who choose to block the wheel of history, so we will never be afraid, and we will never shrink back. Revolutionaries will always choose to face up to difficulties, and will always be ready to sacrifice themselves for the future of mankind. !

Our will is as firm as steel, and our team is as hot as fire. We will throw this wicked capitalist world into the furnace of people's power and beat it for a while, so as to finally realize the great liberation of all mankind!The guiding red star shines on us forever, and the united people will never be defeated! (Current status: activated, number of uses: permanent use)]

After reading the explanation, Shibukawa Yao: "..."

Fuck, why does she feel like she unleashed an even more terrifying beast?

After a hundred years, she won't be a sinner of history, right?

However, before she could make the next move, the door behind her was knocked open.It was the armed forces from the Supernatural Secret Service Section that had been contacted in advance—soldiers with live ammunition surrounded the weak Russian kneeling on the ground, and a man in a dry suit and round-rimmed glasses appeared in the shadow of the corridor.

"Sure enough, you caught him." Ango Sakaguchi said with mixed feelings, "He must be one of the masterminds in tonight's attack."

"That's right." Shibukawa Yao nodded at him. Although there are still many things she wants to do, she still restrained her eagerness to make trouble in front of the official at this moment, "The rest, please you guys."

"Do not worry."

However, Dostoevsky, who had been remolded by the red ideology, not only did not resist, but honestly stretched out his hands and was put on special power-limiting handcuffs, and followed the soldiers out.

It's just that when Shibukawa Yao passed by, the girl could hear him suddenly whispering extremely low.

"I'll let you see... Mentor."

"..."

Shibukawa Yao's pure and innocent young heart was greatly shocked.

tutor?What mentor?Assassin mentor?Templar Mentor?Or... Revolutionary Mentor? !

really!should have killed you!

When the soldiers and the supernatural beings all retreated and escorted the criminals away from the rooftop, Ango Sakaguchi nodded to her in a hurry: "Although the armed detective agency and the port mafia worked together to suppress the incident as quickly as possible. But this time I don’t know how many civilians died in Yokohama... I have to go back to work overtime, so I’m leaving first.”

Shibukawa Yao waved his hand, leaned on a cane, stood up straight, with an inexplicable aura in his gestures: "Walk slowly."

When people left, she really couldn't maintain the image of an expert, and simply sat on the roof, thinking about the sequelae of using the skills of the "Red Declaration".

After all, she shared two skills just now, namely "Proletarian Barrier" and "Soviet Iron Fist" - the sequelae of the first one is "pretending to be in front of others", otherwise she would not have remained a master in front of Ango Sakaguchi just now The image is... so what about the second sequelae?

While the girl was meditating, she didn't notice the first ray of light between heaven and earth slowly blooming at the far east end, and the sunrise came.

The problem is that Yoshi Shibukawa trembled with fright the first time he saw the light, and fled into the dark stairwell as fast as he could and closed the door, cutting off the sunlight outside before he was relieved.

It turned out that this time it was "photophobia"...

Sitting on the empty dark staircase, she let out a weary but relieved laugh.

Yokohama, at least, has a new day of safety.

The author has something to say: Well, Comrade Lao Tuo is now off the assembly line.

He's off to make a revolution.The mysterious revolutionary mentor is Mao Mao Wu Mi.

In prison, he successfully formed the "First Branch of Far East Communism" and held the "First Congress of Far East Soviets" in it.

Later, Gogol of "Five Declines of Heaven and Man" saw him: "Tuo Sijun..."

"No, Comrade Gogol, please address me in the way comrades address me."

"Tuo, Comrade Tuosi?!"

"That's right, of course, you can also call me 'Secretary Fyodor'. By the way, we have held a meeting and studied, and we have unanimously decided to appoint you as the political commissar, Ivan as the organization member, and Sigma as the propaganda committee member. The future of our branch will definitely be prosperous..."

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