Mori Chef's self-cultivation

"Dun Jun—"

Seeing his appearance of ptsd attack, Kurihara couldn't help sighing, and explained helplessly: "I'm fine, don't be nervous. But if you keep shaking, I might really get hurt. .”

"No, no! Once I let go, you will definitely be like Mr. Dazai, and you will be far away from me in the next second!"

The white-haired boy who was so frightened couldn't listen to the persuasion at all, but just repeated his cognition blindly, almost embed his ten fingers into the opponent's shoulders, and grasped the exquisitely crafted clothes into deep folds.

That posture is very much like a ferocious tiger clamping its prey.

However, his expression was so sad that no one could feel the slightest bit of blame.

He's just a cub desperate for security.

The pink-haired boy who had no chance of being a virgin naturally didn't want to let him indulge in panic, so he straightened his face and poured cold water on him, "Mr. Dazai, whom you miss so much, wasn't killed by the "book" at all. "

"What? No, he is protecting the secret of the "book", so..."

"That's why you chose to commit suicide?"

Kurihara interrupted his friend's weak defense, and exposed the truth in a very cold and intuitive manner, "According to what you said, the so-called Mr. Dazai is a ruler with extraordinary mind. No matter how you look at it, he is more intelligent than you. It is suitable for keeping the "book", so there is no need to disclose it to you. "

Perhaps it was the similar egoistic character that gave him a sense of substitution. As he spoke, his lips curled up gently, and even his tone slowed down a bit, whispering as if he was telling love words by:

"——It is he himself who wants to be freed, Dun-kun."

"Using the limitation of the "book" as an excuse, I embarked on the road of death in a high-sounding manner, went to an extremely relaxed blank world, and fell asleep forever and ever. "

"It was he himself who chose to die, not the "book" that caused people to lose their lives, understand? "

Obviously he has never been involved in the situation, but he combined a few words from his friends to form the corner of the puzzle, and successfully got a glimpse of the most core part - the truth that Atsushi Nakajima was most reluctant to look at.

As long as Dazai Osamu had the idea of ​​living, he would never fall into today's situation.

"Mr. Dazai, he..."

The white-haired boy's impulsiveness gradually withered, and his whole body shrank into a ball as if he had leaked out. He could no longer hold on to his strong appearance, and was extremely depressed.

There's no way, he... seems to be convinced, and has nothing to say at all.

Kurihara, who had regained his freedom, straightened his clothes, and did not continue to force him to recognize the status quo, lest he accidentally collapse to the point of collapse, and reconciled the atmosphere with a joke, "Don't keep saying 'Mr. Dazai, Mr. Dazai' Don't stop, people who don't know will definitely think that you have a crush on that adult—"

"...Huh? Huh?!"

The pure and pure man of steel obviously never considered such a remark, and hurriedly waved his hands wildly, trying to prove his innocence: "No! No! It has absolutely nothing to do with secret love! Besides, Mr. Dazai and I are both men!"

Because of his red eyes, his three denials looked particularly funny, like a little rabbit struggling helplessly by its ears.

However, the guy who disturbed his mind tilted his head, showing an extremely confused and innocent look, and dropped another bomb. "Is there anything wrong? The person I like is a man."

"I see, liking men is... what? Are you serious?!" Nakajima Atsushi's mood was ups and downs like a roller coaster, almost out of breath, tremblingly choked out a question from the soul.

Although the former little friend's transformation into a women's clothing boss seemed to have proved something, he still couldn't believe it.

After all, the guy in front of him seemed unreliable.

——Obviously when I was a child... Forget it, everything is over.

The young man under his gaze brushed his satin-like silky and smooth hair, raised the corners of his lips like a cunning cat, and responded ambiguously: "Well—whether it's true or not, it's up to Dun-jun himself to judge." Well, anyway, rest well~"

After leaving him a puzzle to pass the time, Kurihara Wataru, who successfully satisfied his curiosity, retreated without any lingering thoughts, leaving his friend who was full of small question marks behind.

Anyway, after some conversations, it can be basically confirmed that Atsushi Nakajima has no tendency to self-destruct, and is still a temper that loves to worry about others.

As long as you don't worry enough, you don't have to worry about him running around.

——It’s as simple as ever, Don-kun.

The little devil who set the trap was humming and wandering around refreshed. On the way, he intercepted the task of going out to buy drinks from others, preparing to add another layer of security for nighttime operations.

In the end, he never imagined that the person who had an accident first would become himself.

He encountered a rare super earthquake in a century!

No, to be precise, it was a huge chasing chasing after him. Everywhere it went was reduced to a disaster area, like a long snake condensed by flames in the center of the earth, arching the flat street upwards, flying gravel, causing the surrounding The unlucky parked car blared its siren.

"Damn it, is it someone's ability?"

Facing a precise pursuit, no matter how stupid a guy is, he can understand that he is being targeted. What's more, he is the type with a fast brain. Immediately, the decorations unfolded in circles, flying towards the taller buildings nearby, looking for a support point for entanglement.

Among the screaming and fleeing crowd, his behavior was obviously out of place to the extreme.

But it is undeniable that such a quick and sensitive posture is as beautiful as a fluttering butterfly, and the calf-length skirt flutters, so elegant that it does not look like a fleeing person at all, but like a rehearsal Countless gorgeous performances.

If the situation was not too urgent, I am afraid that it would have attracted people to watch and take pictures.

He didn't mean to show off his skills either, he looked back while he was floating in mid-air, and found that everything was just as he had guessed, except that he was being chased by the sudden attack and was relentlessly chasing him.

——Assuming it was man-made, the person who manipulated the ability must not be too far away, find it and kill it directly.

After formulating a simple and rough tactic in a second, Kurihara stepped on the building and jumped lightly, leading the inexplicable disaster to the sparsely populated open space, and then looked for the enemy while dodging.

The crazy offensive, which was no different from a natural disaster, never stopped, and even became more violent, exuding the scorching taste that he must be punished on the spot.

Even the originally bright weather dimmed, turning into a gloomy tone close to purgatory, which greatly hindered his vision.

"How does it feel...it doesn't seem artificial."

He stopped, looked up at the black cloud that seemed to be deliberately framing him, and murmured thoughtfully: "No way, could it be that you really know the specific information about the "book" as Dunjun said? , will lose his life? "

Seriously, that sounds too much like nonsense.

But at this moment, he couldn't help whether he believed it or not, just like the readjustment of the tectonic plates, the ground below instantly split into two with his feet as the center, and a black abyss expanded to both sides.

He reflexively threw off the bracelet that resembled a rope, and stretched out two thin long lines as a cableway, so that he could stand in midair.

If he slipped accidentally, he might be devoured by the bony fangs in the next second.

The boy's shoulders couldn't help shrugging.

"laugh……"

The disaster was imminent, but he felt it was funny, he couldn't help letting out a gasp, and lowered his eyes to look down at the scene revealed in the rift of hell.

"If you want to kill me, it's not even close to this level."

— You know, he has crawled out of the bottom more than once.

The author has something to say: Xiao Lizi’s supernatural powers can finally be shown

Are the babies who want to be twice as happy in the message serious? Two Mr. Mori + two Alices are obviously four times as happy, hey... I can’t bear it (pretend not to be moved)

感谢在2020-11-1220:09:32~2020-11-1419:52:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 Luoluo Mio;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!