Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

[Private chat with "Kindly Russian Rice Ball"]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hiss...my conscience hurts a little

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: just throw it away

Kind Russian Rice Ball: Wake up, you don’t have that kind of thing [Vicissitudes of Life.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Speaking of which, what should we do next?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: That thing can only be used once, right?

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: With a backup plan, the question is whether I can hold the air

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: Hee hee, thank you for your hard work.

Kind Russian rice ball: Xiu Zhi, my administrator account is next to you, as for private chat at this time?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Isn't there a delay in crossing the world?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: by the way, no alcohol

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Got it, got it...

……

The sports car finally stopped at the intersection of the alley where Lupine was.

The roar of the engine stopped, the sky was getting late, and the stars were obscured by gray dust.

I don't know when, the petrochemical plant near Negan Bay began to work overtime day and night.The torches burned inadequately treated waste gas all day long, billowing black smoke rising, staining Yokohama's otherwise clear sky with dirty colors.

The interior of the alley is full of dust and debris, and between the buildings with extremely narrow spacing, there are messy wires hanging overhead.The old kerosene lamp kept flickering, and the wheelchair, which had deliberately strengthened the shock absorption effect, drove on the icy ground. The wheels broke a few stones from time to time, and the slight sound of landing echoed in the alley.

Nakahara Nakaya looked around. It was a bit of a novelty for him to come to the store that his partner often went to for the first time, but this emotion was quickly eliminated by the other party's current situation.

Under normal circumstances, he would not trouble himself to stay with Osamu Dazai after get off work.The opportunity he has today is entirely due to his physical inconvenience and his inability to act independently.

The young man's footsteps stopped under the light board, he stared at the well-arranged steps inside the door, and sighed helplessly.

He squatted down with a straight face to fix the training wheels, tried his best to weaken the bumps when pushing, and sent Osamu Dazai who said nothing to the small bar in the basement.

Dark yellow soft light enveloped this small space, and there was no one in the bar that had just opened, except for the boss in a red vest.

Even Nakahara Nakaya, who has always been at odds with his partner, has to admit his vision.

This is indeed a very stylish bar, suitable for spending a pleasant time with friends while classical music is flowing.

Finally came to the long-lost environment, Osamu Dazai raised his head slightly, and nodded to the shop owner behind the bar.

Seeing the subtle emotional fluctuations on his partner's face, Nakahara Chuya stopped his move to push him to the sofa to sit down, but following Osamu Dazai's gaze, he sent him to the bar counter in the opposite direction.

Vinyl records were spinning in the gramophone.

Feeling uncomfortable, the young man turned his head away, not to watch his partner struggling to move onto the high stool, and commented in a soft voice: "It's a shop with a good atmosphere."

It's a pity that the location is too remote, and it's the first time I found this place after living in Yokohama for many years.

"Boss, have a glass of warm milk."

Osamu Dazai didn't pick up the words, and stopped the boss who also served as a bartender from preparing glasses for him.

After all, he promised someone not to drink today.

The boy leaned on the bar with the strength of his elbows, held a black card between his fingertips and asked, "If possible, can I reserve the place?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

I always feel that the scene in front of me is too familiar.

The orange-haired boy, who was often stolen by his partner, subconsciously touched his pocket, paused slightly after touching the hard plastic card with his fingertips, and opened his eyes wide in surprise, showing an expression of disbelief.

Obviously, that card is not his own.

Osamu Dazai has never been able to save money, and he doesn't know where his generous salary as a cadre candidate is wasted.

In the past, when Shuanghei needed it on the way out of the mission, he would always steal his wallet without anyone noticing, and I thought this time would be no exception...

The young man with a sick face tilted his head, lay wearily on the bar counter, and explained in a low voice, "I used my own card. Although I didn't save any money before, it's okay to book a game."

"you……"

Realizing the change in his partner, Nakahara Chuya had mixed feelings in his heart, silently staring at the curly-haired boy with a calm expression for a long time.

He bit his lower lip tightly, turned around abruptly, and walked away stiffly, "Forget it, with a friend you recognize, I won't worry about it, and I'm leaving."

"Well, thank you very much." The boy sitting in front of the bar barely held the milk glass with both hands, and thanked him softly.

Nakahara Chuya, who had never received a thank you from his partner, had a sullen face and stepped up the steps leading to the door without looking back.

The lackluster character has completely disappeared, and the mackerel is more obtrusive than ever.

It's annoying.

-

Shuji Tsushima began to spin around on the stool bored alone.

The shop owner was dismissed, and the drinks behind the bar could not be touched by himself. He came to the shop too early to wait, and he could only sip milk to pass the time.

As the melancholy temperament of a literary boy dissipated, Shuji Tsushima pulled out the indwelling needle on the back of his hand in disgust, folded the blanket as a pillow and put it on the bar, buried his head in it and took a deep breath.

Not long after that, because of lactose intolerance, he wrinkled his face and curled up into a ball, laying flat on the bar counter.

[Private chat with "Kindly Russian Rice Ball"]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: It's early, I'm so bored——

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: I am not allowed to drink alcohol, and there is no backrest for the high stool. I am so tired.

Kind Russian rice ball: I will accompany you if you smoke bastard

Humanoid self-propelled bandage essence: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Anyway, no matter whether you win or lose Fei Jia, you will make excessive demands, and I can't resist at all in my current state, so I don't want to be a fish on the chopping board

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: Is it asking too much?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Nonsense, can you deal with such a miserable patient like me?

Kind Russian rice ball: If you don’t toss yourself like this, at least you can save some strength to resist

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: [You mean to blame me.jpg]

Kind Russian rice ball: Yes, otherwise? [Vicissitudes of life.jpg]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hiss——

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Did I turn on your incredible switch?

Kind Russian Rice Ball: What do you think?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hey...

Well-meaning Russian rice balls: So, Shuji, get ready :)

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: [Wangdi cried out.jpg]

……

The deep and melodious classical music dances in the ear, which complements the log-colored decoration of the room, revealing the elegance of the bar everywhere.The empty store was a bit lonely, and the wine glasses that had been wiped clean and translucent were placed upside down on the tray, silently waiting for the arrival of the next customer.

The only thing that spoils the beauty is the thin man in the center of the bar who is constantly shaking his feet.

He was in an awkward posture like being hung on a treetop, with only his waist and abdomen clinging to the table.The upper half of the torso and the hind legs were completely suspended in the air. Seeing that it was about to fall if it was unstable, it began to scream.

This is what Ango Sakaguchi saw when he arrived.

Osamu Dazai has not appeared in Lupin for three months due to the severe injury and coma caused by the abuse, coupled with the physical fall and disability and other reasons.According to the news from inside the organization, he thought the boy would never appear in front of him again, but Ango Sakaguchi was obviously surprised by the scene in front of him and froze in place.

Immediately afterwards, he reacted immediately, threw the briefcase on the sofa aside, rushed forward and grabbed the suit jacket at the waist of the other party to pull him up.

Shuji Tsushima, who was saved from falling to the ground, held a can of crabmeat that he dug out from nowhere, and greeted vaguely: "Ah, Ango."

Seeing that the young man is still energetic, and his attitude is not much different from when he was getting along with him in the past, Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Long time no see, Dazai-kun."

He had heard about the seriousness of Dazai Osamu's injury, and also learned from his own information network that the other party would no longer be able to stand up, so the young man's scrutinizing eyes fell on the other's slender wrists through the cover of the disc glasses.

Several seriously injured parts were tightly blocked by bandages, making it impossible to visualize.But according to the boy's strenuous struggle before, it can be judged that his limbs are unable to move freely.

As rumors within the port mafia had been saying for some time, Osamu Dazai might actually spend his whole life in a wheelchair.

Because of Mikhail, because of Pandora's Actor.

Ango Sakaguchi sat down under the expectant eyes of the other party, and soon received the cue from this boy who was a few years younger than himself, opened the canned crab meat for him, and pushed it in front of him.The other party took it with a smile.

"I heard that you were on a business trip to Okinawa a while ago, and I was busy during this time." Shuji Tsushima took a deep breath, letting the fragrance of crab meat spread in his nostrils.He wrapped the small silver fork around his fingertips with a bandage, eliminating the need to grasp it vigorously, and began to taste it with relish, "It's boring to let Odasaku drink alone."

After all, there are no friends who can drink together, and it is too lonely to toast and sip alone.

The young man shook the fork in his hand, licked the soup with the tip of his tongue across the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm booking the place today, before Oda Zuku comes, let's talk about some topics that are inconvenient for him to know about. "

The words imply that Shuji Tsushima, who was talking about business, closed his eyes and nodded slightly, which instantly condensed the cheerful atmosphere.

Ango Sakaguchi's heart beat suddenly.

Osamu Dazai knew that he was an undercover investigator of the Supernatural Secret Service Division long ago.Even so, he pulled Oda Sakunosuke to include himself as an undercover agent into this small circle during the Dragon Head War.

Even though the main reason for this was to confuse Pandora's Actor who was watching him all the time, the affection between the few people was not false.

What makes Ango Sakaguchi feel the most headache now is not the incident related to Pandora, but Mimic, which is coming a year later.

The future that would kill Oda Sakunosuke and tear their friendship apart.

The young man with glasses took a deep breath, his expression was gradually covered with solemnity, and he looked at the young man's deep iris-colored pupils.

"Dazai-kun, don't you-" Are you going to discuss plans at this time?How to deal with surveillance of Pandora's Actor?

Shuji Tsushima blinked innocently, raised his voice without warning, and shattered Ango Sakaguchi's worries.

"Ango—help me figure out a way, how can I get Odasaku to agree to take me on wheelchair drifting!"