Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

"eternal life……"

Shuji Tsushima muttered to himself, just like at the beginning of the plot in Kuroshi, he poked the ice ball in the glass in front of him with his fingertips, watching the crystal clear ice cubes float up and down in the wine.

He didn't intend to get too entangled in this topic, and simply turned his head to look at the starry night scene outside the window.

Under the dark sky, stars and lights were blooming at the feet, and the two people at the highest point of the city could not hear any unnecessary noise except for the melodious sound of the violin.

"It's too difficult to upgrade a single individual. Apart from you and me in the original world line, I can't make more choices." The young man changed the topic without warning, and thousands of stars circulated in the depths of the iris' pupils. It was as if the dark night merged with the soul behind it through his eyes, "If any one of us hadn't been sent to this world at the beginning, it would never be possible to have what we are today."

It's not like there's no way to send Sakunosuke Oda to the real world.

It's just that the more thorough Shuji Tsushima's research in this area, the more he can understand how naive his fantasy is.

They have the origin of Wenye's world, and they can only upgrade the two individuals with all their efforts. The candidate is undoubtedly the self in the original world line, and there is no other possibility.

The only ones who can drive Fyodor and Osamu Dazai out of the cage are probably themselves.

And this is likely to happen in the near future.

Shuji Tsushima slowly closed his eyes, obliterating the light of stars flowing in his eyes with darkness.He shook the glass of wine specially prepared for himself, let the temperature of his fingertips be absorbed by the wall of the glass, and said in a soft voice: "Fei Jia, you are right, if such a day comes, I who can reverse time I'm afraid it will really be like Pandora's Actor, caught in a never-ending pathetic cycle."

In order to keep the only warmth that can be touched, I trapped myself in a cage called ego.

Watching his friend's life come to an end again and again, even if this life is smooth and stable enough, he will turn the wheel of time to bring everything back to the moment when he first met.

He has the ability to keep what he gets from losing, so he makes time start again.

"Until the desires accumulated in my heart continue to accumulate, I can no longer be the guardian of this false toy box, and I will be completely destroyed in an instant." He murmured softly, unable to hide the powerlessness in his words.

Even though it was such a heavy topic, Shuji Tsushima seemed to be talking about everyday food, predicting the ending he was destined to usher in.

"At that time, I will be downgraded, and my body in this world will also meet death."

Consciousness is destroyed in the lower world, and it can no longer return to reality.

Just like the ending they arranged for Pandora's Actor in the script, if Shuji Tsushima actually made a choice at the fork in the road, no matter how many times he would repeat the same mistake.

If no one pulls at the critical moment, he will continue to sink in the black water that makes people breathless, and fall into a deep sleep at the bottom of the abyss under the trench.

Fyodor's expression didn't change in any way, but his purple pupils were filled with a chilling color, and he whispered, "I won't let that happen."

There was no way he would let go.

Facing the terrifying aura emanating from his lover, Shuji Tsushima didn't show any fear.They've known each other's masked nature for a long time, and there's nothing surprising about it.

The young man laughed out loud, shook his head and said, "I originally thought that you would tell Oda Tsukuru this just to make me give up everything in this world after the truth is revealed, but it doesn't seem to be the case now."

He took a shallow sip of the cold liquid in the glass, and whispered under the cover of the glass, "The pain is only temporary, and it's better than letting me completely immerse myself in delusion."

If we say that the friendship between the rogue factions that I cherish so much is based on the performance effect of Oda Sakunosuke knowing everything is true.Then it is too sad to be captured by a friendship based on lies.

This is already a false world, why use further lies to deceive him?

If this happened, I would probably achieve my long-cherished wish to change the ending of my life in the Mimic incident, and then immediately delete the character and exit the game, and will not step here again.

Even if this will bring the script in hand to an abrupt end, it will become an unfinished work that will never be written by a director.

But Fyodor didn't do that.

"It's good that you can understand this." Stopping in the last safe zone on the edge of the lover's bottom line, Fyodor saw that his emotions were completely stable, and spread out the existing problems between the two of them, "If you don't do it There will be no compromise on any change, and it is only a matter of time before we go our separate ways."

Whether to choose to stay or return, false or real, the answers of the two are completely different.

Shuji Tsushima sighed, his expression gradually returned to his usual appearance, but his tone was a little uncomfortable, "So, what do you want to say?"

Holding his chin, he took out a second yellow rose from the vase, pointed directly at Fyodor, and muttered with a pout, "I have contacted Odasaku since the Longtou War, nearly two years in between, You can't be unprepared."

"That's right." The pale-skinned Russian youth nodded frankly, "To be precise, I had a general idea at the beginning, but it was only during the Longtou War that the plan was really made."

It can prevent the two from having unnecessary differences.

Fyodor touched the yellow rose lightly with his fingertips, and used the convenience of his administrator account to debug a set of data, turning the originally elegant petals into a coquettish red.

"There is a way to resolve the conflict between us. The only downside is that if you fail, you and I will die."

He raised the corners of his mouth, and was not disturbed by this crazy idea, and then further explained: "Not only the identity of the administrator, but also us in the real world. If it fails, two males will be reported in a few days. The news of the unexplained death of a young man in a hotel."

After all, their real bodies are still sleeping soundly in the hotel.

Fyodor groaned, and mentioned an extremely unfriendly possibility, "Maybe he thought we played something too extreme... Confiscated and both died."

Playing with the red rose that changes color with one touch, Shuji Tsushima completely confirmed his certain conjecture, and whispered, "Didn't Osamu Dazai drag Majin to die in love in the hotel...?"

Although they didn't make it to the comic exhibition, the cosplay costumes produced by the two are still in the house.

There were a lot of yellow roses in the vase on the dining table. After Fyodor changed the color of the one in his lover's hand, he simply changed all the remaining bouquets.

Red roses bloomed in front of their eyes.

The young man with the felt hat tapped the wine glass in front of him with his fingertips, and suddenly mentioned the leader Jai Shijie who they had regarded as the experimental site many years ago, with a smile on his lips.

"The reason why the copy of Conan pulled to the BEAST line does not develop completely according to the plot of the original is because it is just a copy, and what the so-called God can observe is the only original world."

"It's unstable, but it can break free from the strings that control the puppet, and it has higher controllability." Shuji Tsushima took up the topic and quickly understood what was going on in his lover's mind.

There is only one kind of operation that can be performed after this...

The young man paused, his expression a bit stiff, and he asked slowly, "Fei Jia, you don't mean to..."

"It's what you think it is," Fyodor admitted.

Shuji Tsushima took a deep breath, put the red rose in his hand back into the vase, leaned back on the back of the chair covering his face.

With a dull voice, he muttered and whispered, "You are scarier than me when you are crazy."

Fishing a paper man out of a fake world is nothing compared to this crazy rice ball, his plan is really scary.

It is indeed the role of the military division in the five declines of heaven and man.

Fyodor just smiled and shook his head, looking out the window at the star-studded night sky, as if waiting for something, "But there is still a lot of time before I succeed, and I am indeed tired of this world. "

In other words, if you want him to stay here, you have to pay something.

"Then there's no problem." Shuji Tsushima slapped his face fiercely, and then shook his head, as if to shake off the heat that appeared on his cheeks.He took a deep breath, handed his well-knit left hand forward, and said in a low voice, "Put it on for me."

My guess is correct.

Fyodor's tone seemed innocent, but his actions revealed the long-planned fact, "I haven't said anything yet."

At some point, a low-key and luxurious diamond ring appeared in the hands of the young man. Its shape was completely different from the previous couple rings that the two had.

"No matter what you want, I will agree. The intention is too obvious." Shuji Tsushima covered his face with his free right hand, as if this could cover up the blush.After the root of the ring finger was bound, in order to hide the discomfort of being forced to face up to his feelings, he whispered softly, "Have you planned for a long time? This style of retreating for the sake of gaining benefits is really worthy of being a mouse."

Even though the two had had intimate and in-depth exchanges for many years, Shuji Tsushima was still not used to facing such a straightforward expression of emotion.

Only this time he couldn't escape.

Satisfied, the Russian young man kissed the back of his lover's hand. The more pure and flawless the move, the more embarrassing Shuji Tsushima, who is not good at it, would feel.

Fyodor motioned for the other party to look out the window, held his lover's hand tightly, and whispered, "Of course the process is over, we have to go to the last step."

As planned, the timing was just right.

The dull sound was transmitted to the eardrum, and the faint sparks shot straight into the sky at the end of the field of vision. After a few seconds of silence, one after another, gorgeous fireworks burst into dazzling light in the sky.

Shuji Tsushima turned his head and stared at the dazzling sparks bursting in the night sky, letting the colorful fireworks tear the black curtain fiercely.The ear-piercing roar followed closely, and the fireworks, which were more grand than any other summer festival, illuminated the sea like daytime, swirling down from the sky like the golden rain poured down from the heaven where the gods lived.

Even the fleeting light can ignite the night at the moment it blooms.

He stared at the gorgeous fireworks given to him, let the light fall into his eyes, and resonated with a certain emotion deep in his heart.

Shuji Tsushima slowly stroked his chest, feeling the constant beating of the heart pouring into the heat, and heard a short sentence from Fyodor amidst the roar of fireworks.

He said, "Get married."