Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

The gunshots never sounded.

Apart from the sound of waves crashing into the sand, there are no other sounds in this pleasant area.The birds are still resting on the treetops, or hovering in the air, occasionally making a lengthy cry or two.

The setting sun, which fell into the arms of the horizon at some point, dyed the sky red, and with the dazzling rays of light, it cast a layer of hazy light on the thin curly-haired young man.

A jet of water spewed out from the muzzle of the gun and landed directly on Oda Sakunosuke's face, moistening his dark red hair and half of his shirt.

The man who had never been hit once in the water gun game, faced Shuji Tsushima's attack but did not dodge, so he acquiesced in the opponent's behavior.

This water gun has a very realistic appearance, but its size is too small to hold more liquid, and it has to be refilled after one or two attacks, so its practicality is outrageously low.

Tsujima Shuji's raised arm fell down with the pull of gravity, shaking by his side, but he still tightly held the silver water gun with delicate patterns in his hand.

"water gun……?"

Ango Sakaguchi, who had witnessed all this, was surprised, and he turned his attention to the water gun in the hands of the young man, which had never been used in the market. After careful observation, he shook his head and sighed: "This shape is too realistic. "

If it is a water gun, it is not difficult to understand why Osamu Dazai would make such a move.

Then Oda Sakunosuke should also fail to see a bad future from the seamlessness, so he got used to this occasional childish bandage spirit and let him hit the last time.

It's just that the direction of the incident completely exceeded Ango Sakaguchi's expectations, which made him feel puzzled, and at the same time, his heart was also shrouded in an inexplicable sense of unease.

Shuji Tsushima didn't show the smirk after the scheme succeeded as usual, his eyes became darker and darker, as if some chaotic emotions were growing in his heart until it filled his whole body.

The young man's breathing was shallow, his eyes were half closed, and he didn't dare to make eye contact with the red-haired man opposite him. He asked in a trembling voice, "Odasaku, when did you know about it?"

Oda Sakunosuke did not change his expression, and replied in a low voice: "I know it since the Dragon Head War."

It was difficult for him to make more expressions that showed emotional fluctuations, nor could he express his complicated emotions, so he could only quietly stare at his friend who was five years younger than him in front of him.

However, Shuji Tsushima's condition is not good.

Before he went out in the morning, he dug out the special water gun in the black box from the suitcase, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind.Combined with the previous speculation about Fyodor's abnormal performance, a range was roughly delineated.

This should be some kind of signal, the urging from the lover.

In order to save Oda Sakunosuke in the Mimic incident, he and Fyodor have made countless preparations, but after all the dust settles, he must give Oda Benmei an explanation.

Otherwise, it is really difficult to explain why he was kicked out of Hong Kong without warning, why he was arranged to live in a place called Mihua Town, and why the leader of the port mafia became a doctor in a small clinic near his new home. ?

Although Oda Sakunosuke's character is not well studied, Shuji Tsushima doesn't want to lie to Omoto in this regard.

Of course, this is just the greatest possibility and cannot be definitively stated.

What's more, with Fyodor's character and way of thinking, this is more likely to be some kind of development that Shuji Tsushima is unwilling to face, which makes him feel a weightless pain in his chest.

The water gun that suddenly appeared in the suitcase was carried with him. After the play was over, he tried it a little bit. Unexpectedly, Oda Sakunosuke's reaction turned the speculation into reality.

He already knew that Osamu Dazai and Pandora's Actor were the same person, so he let himself pull the trigger with such complicated eyes.

Because back then, I couldn't hit the opponent once even when I was a teacher.

"I see... I always thought that Fyodor put the gun in, but it doesn't seem to be the case." Shuji Tsushima lifted the silver water gun in front of him, with a bitter tone.

Oda Sakunosuke admitted: "Yeah."

The young man quickly figured out what happened after the red-haired man left yesterday, took a deep breath to relieve the oppression in his chest, and continued to ask softly, "How much do you know?"

"All."

Including the reality of this world, the existence of the upper world, the true origin of Osamu Dazai and the events he should have experienced.

"... Ha, I just said how weird he is, so he is hiding it from me here." Shuji Tsushima suddenly sneered, but the irony was aimed at himself.He was a little weak in words, and slowly sat back on the beach with his knees hugged, "I had some vague guesses before, but I didn't expect the result to be like this."

Fyodor even actively exposed.

The originally relaxing atmosphere became solemn, and Ango Sakaguchi, who could not understand the current situation, felt a little uneasy.

He subconsciously asked the two friends, trying to get an answer, "Odasaku? Dazai-kun?"

No one could answer him.

"It's too much..." The young man who curled himself up on the beach could no longer conceal the trembling in his voice, there was a faint nasal sound coming out, and even his eyes were stained a little crimson, "Even if it's false, everything Are you trying to trick me with drama?"

He murmured softly, "He shouldn't be like this..."

With his relationship with Fyodor, the other party shouldn't make such a deliberate hurtful move.

"I don't think that's the case." Oda Sakunosuke, who had never seen Osamu Dazai showing such a fragile appearance, squatted down, patted him on the shoulder, and explained seriously: "The authority that Fyodor gave me, I only know about it when I go to sleep at night, and I don’t usually know about it.”

The friendship of the rogue faction is real, not an illusion based on acting skills.

So stop feeling bad about it.

As the onlookers walked towards the increasingly confused scene, Ango Sakaguchi pushed his glasses, barely covering his bewildered expression.

But after Oda Sakunosuke mentioned the name of the most special operator in the supernatural special service department, the young man could no longer hide his astonishment, and asked, "Fyodor? What's going on?!"

Why would he, who has never left the stronghold, be known by Oda Sakunosuke, who is in the port mafia?

The red-haired man who never knew how to properly express his refusal stood up and stepped back, shaking his head, "Sorry, Ango, I will explain to you later." Then he turned his head and stared at silhouette.

The visitor tugged at the black cloak worn on his shoulders, and an unknown dark light flowed in the depths of his purple pupils, and walked slowly to Shuji Tsushima's side.

"Why do you do this?" the young man in a mouse-gray jacket asked in a low voice.

Fyodor tilted his head expressionlessly, and asked back, "Why?"

"I'm not in the mood to be with you right now."

Hearing the words, the young man with the administrator number bent down together.On the surface, he still has the identity of Mikhail, and he doesn't care about his exposure in front of Ango Sakaguchi. It seems that he has already prepared something according to the plan.

Fyodor took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I hate this kind of world. I can't even recognize my own existence, but it's full of sins."

He caressed his lover's pale and bloodless cheeks, behaved ambiguously, and leaned into the other's ear and whispered, "Sometimes I really want to use the group of demons to complete a cleansing to remove all sins, let me witness the ideal one What is the world like?"

He paused for a while, as if to give the other party time to digest, and then continued, "Anyway, everything is just a game, isn't it?"

Shuji Tsushima raised his head, and his lover's face was reflected in his iris-colored pupils.

He opened his lips and said word by word: "Do you want to erase the human will? You also know that such a world is just a utopia."

The other party also replied in a very serious tone: "Because it is Utopia, people can't help but want to pursue it."

"It's really your style." Shuji Tsushima smiled wryly.

It seems that the character shown in this world is just his disguise, and the core part is exactly the same as himself in the original work.

"Now you can really tell which side is reality?" The Russian youth didn't have the usual smile on his mouth, and whispered his real name in his lover's ear.

[Shuji. 】

The sea surface at dusk was still rushing up to the beach rhythmically, and the sound of the waves swallowed the weak breathing of the two of them, even at such a short distance, they couldn't hear it clearly.

Shuji Tsushima was silent for a long time and did not answer directly.

"I hate this."

After a while, the young man shook his head and buried his face in the down of Fyodor's neck and shoulders cloak.

He muffled with a tired voice: "I don't want to be an enemy with you anymore. It's hard to have everything now, and you don't want to destroy our relationship because of this kind of thing."

Fyodor, who was dressed out of season, hugged the other party in his arms, slightly closed his eyes covered by the hair, and promised softly.

"I won't step on the bottom line."

He doesn't do things that really disgust a lover.

"If our positions are at odds again, what will you do?" Shuji Tsushima took a deep breath, "Emotions won't let Majin shake."

"I'm going to try not to let that day come."

"..." The young man whose face was covered by a bandage fell silent again.

Fyodor got up slowly, and at the same time grabbed his lover's wrist, and brought him up together.

Hello, administrator. The most convenient thing about the upper body number is that even though Mikhail's original character design is also weak, he can easily crush anyone with the same physique by relying on data.

"Come on, at least talk to me before you make a decision."

Because of the height difference, Fyodor's actions at this time actually seemed a bit aggressive.His expression didn't change, as if he already knew what the future would be like, and he didn't worry about it needlessly, "The result won't change in any way, I know that very well."

The complete script was a step late, and the young man in a poor state of mind just followed the other party's steps and replied softly, "Yes."

"I'm sorry, Odasaku, Ango." Shuji Tsushima looked at his friend who was still staying there with a face that could not hide his tiredness, and smiled apologetically, "I have to leave for a while."