Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

Don't let a cat raise a mouse, otherwise, even if it doesn't mean it, it will always inadvertently want to play with its prey and toss a certain mouse.

This is the conclusion Fyodor has drawn based on the way his lover and the devil get along in the past half a month.

Shuji Tsushima has extremely complicated feelings for the original Majin.

The difference in age and vision caused him to have the illusion of seeing a cub with excellent hand feel when facing this world-class terrorist.Even though the devil himself is a Russian male over the age of 26, he still looks too young in front of a bandage man who can be called a grandfather if his age is serious.

As a result, the mice who are used to living in dark corners, and the curly-haired black cat that suddenly broke into the mouse hole, suffered a bit.

From dead apples playing with each other with scripts, to a shot in the alley of the Communist Party incident, and then the plastic sisters playing chess in prison.New and old grudges add up to make someone want to take revenge.

The one who was expelled from his family was reluctant to do it, and neither was the devil who actually did it in the past.Shuji Tsushima could only annoy Majin as much as possible without actually hurting him.

The effect looks pretty good.

That's why someone is crying and complaining about being bored by the devil, but actually he is very satisfied with the situation.It is his joy to play Pandora's Actor that he can force Fyodor, who has a lot of divinity in the character design, to show obvious boredom.

But it's hard to imagine that such a demon who is always playing with the world in applause, will become a lazy character with a salty fish smell all over his body in the future, and he will be very peaceful if he can lead his lover to live. It is also interesting.

Outside the house did not know when it was snowing again.

The flame in the fireplace was burning fiercely, and from time to time there was a subtle sound of fully burned wood cracking.The temperature of the flame dispelled the coldness brought by the snow and warmed this small tavern.

Putting the cup of warm milk in his hand back on the bar, Shuji Tsushima wiped off the milk mustache around his mouth with a handkerchief.Under the gaze of his lover, he covered his face, hiding the inadvertent blush on his cheeks, and some smiles that he could hardly hide.

"But I really can't help it. I don't have any feelings for me, but on the surface, I have to pretend to be normal for the sake of the plan to stabilize me, a transcendent demon. It's really super-cute!"

It was rare for him to wear the same anti-color couple outfit as the House of the Dead with his lover. Shuji Tsushima grinned and watched Fyodor's busy posture with a giggle.

He raised his head, leaned back on the creaking wooden round stool, put on an expression that seemed to be full of malice, but was actually full of love, and sighed in a drawn-out voice: "It's so cute that I want to hug you!" Give him a few loud kisses on the face!"

It would be even better if I could rub the smooth black hair twice by the way.

Fyodor, who was busy staring at the stove and didn't have time to turn around for a while, said casually, "Do you have a misunderstanding about the definition of cute?"

To actually say that a criminal who can use the life of a child to entrap a detective agency in order to achieve his goal is cute, the thickness of this filter is too exaggerated.

I don't even think about how cruelly the unconscionable Majin trampled on Kunikida's Dopō ideal in the first place.Although it is unnecessary to talk about the Three Views with the paper people, the problem is that the game they are in is too real.

It is so real that even if everyone is an NPC, facing the grief of the dead is no different from that of ordinary people in this world.

"This topic has been discussed before, as long as it is Fei Jia, it is cute." Shuji Tsushima tugged at the black velvet hat on the top of his head, and grabbed the fluff on the ear protectors on both sides, not wanting to get entangled in this meaningless issue .

He just wears an extremely deep filter, and before that grand plan is successful, this side can only be a game world, and he doesn't intend to consider too many human issues at all.

Fyodor, who had just mentioned it casually, chuckled, and shook his head helplessly, "You will be punished."

"It's okay, the administrator account won't be affected anyway." Someone who lay back on the bar again muttered.

He always teases the other party with his mouth, and he will only do it in extremely rare cases, but in essence, there is a layer of imperceptible barrier between him and the demon.The devil is the devil, and Fei Jia is Fei Jia. Even if these two existences are the same person at different time periods, they are still completely different individuals.

Shuji Tsushima made the distinction very clearly.

The aroma of grilled cheese on the stove gradually spread. Fyodor, who has been feeding his lover for many years, has long practiced a lot of cooking skills.He took out a few small porcelain plates from the cupboard, made decorations in advance, and prepared to wait for the food in the pot to be completely heated before loading them on the plates.

It is much more delicate than someone feeding mice with instant noodles.

The curly-haired youth sniffled and continued to warm his hands with the cup of warm milk in front of him.By the way, he straightened his body, trying to see what was being cooked on the stove behind the bar, and chatted casually, "But Fei Jia, won't it be boring to stay here?"

After all, Fyodor's administrator account does not have a mimic function, and the ability to call up the character information panel is rarely used recently.However, holographic projection technology, used to conceal one's identity in front of many people with different abilities, still has a lot of risks.

A Russian who is about to realize his long-cherished wish is in no hurry.After coming to the root world, he came to Siberia silently, and stayed in this tavern for half a month to live as an elderly person.

There are no regular customers, and there is not much business. In essence, Fyodor, who has no worries about food and clothing, just sits in front of the fireplace every day, holding a book of literature to pass the time.

Even if his lover is not there, the young man is in a good mood.It was as if his mood had changed at a certain moment, and he could see through everything.

"Fortunately, it's not bad to enjoy life in this remote town." He nodded and turned off the stove switch with a small light blue flame rising.

The completely baked cheese has a little burnt yellow on the edges.

"The last time I came here, a patch was applied, and the identities of Meles and our two administrator accounts were brought over, but many aspects still did not match."

While Fyodor was busy preparing the dishes, he still didn’t forget to talk about the business, and mentioned the status quo of his administrator account in this world, “For example, even though I am a member of the ‘Seven Betrayers’, I didn’t say anything to the outside world. After using the name Mikhail, the information that the government can get is infinitely close to zero..."

Lacking Yokohama's various bloody plots, in the patched root world, Mikhail is just a transcendent that existed in history, and disappeared completely after the war.

Not to mention Japan's Supernatural Secret Service, even the countries that fought against him during the Great War have very little information.

After all, he was a mysterious person whose whole body was covered only by a white mask, completely shrouded in dead silence and darkness.

"Without touching the most basic settings, Mikhail here is not the father of the devil, and his real parents are someone else."

And the demon's parents are also family members who have a real blood relationship with him. Maybe they are the same as the archetype of literary heroes in history. They have six brothers and sisters who share the same blood as him.

This feeling is too subtle.

Fyodor inadvertently bit his nails, the edges were gnawed until the fingertips were soaked in saliva, leaving a crystal trace mixed with blood beads.

Once again, the young man who accidentally bit the skin was slightly stiff, and slowly wiped away the blood stains with his thumb.Considering that he will have to wash the dishes in the near future, and he doesn't like the tingling after the wound touched the detergent, Fyodor simply wrapped his fingertips with a waterproof band-aid.

He is indeed considering whether to break this habit.It's not because of my own reasons, but because of some activities with my lover when the edges of the nails are uneven, it may cause Tsushima Shuji pain because of inadvertent scratches.

It's just that no one has mentioned this aspect. The bandage spirit, who is self-willed and will act coquettishly for a long time even with a little injury, never interferes with him too much in certain matters.

The thoughts of running away came back, and Fyodor's facial expression did not change at all, and he did not even show his mind wandering for a moment.

Those deep and charming purple eyes were slightly closed, and the depth of the pupils reflected the lover wrapped around the neck by the collar of the plush cloak.It seems that at a certain moment, the coldness he used to pretend was melted, and any troubles will slowly melt away as long as he sees the one he loves.

Fyodor raised the corners of his mouth, showing an expression that was too impersonal for the existence of the devil, and anyone could detect the happiness in the smile.

He brought three dinner plates to the bar, slowly pushed them in front of Shuji Tsushima, continued the previous topic and said: "As for who it is, I'm not that interested in finding out, but the name is the same as my administrator number. gone."

For Russians who don't like to smile, they only smile when they are sincere, and this is also true for Fyodor.

Except for the adoptive parents who treated them with sincerity in this world, Shuji Tsushima is the only person who can get his most sincere smile.

Like the elegant and polite smile in the original work, it is purely a mask for disguise.

Shuji Tsushima responded to his lover with blah, blah, blah, obviously not in a good mood, as if he was just looking for trouble when he was complaining.

The young man wearing the same reverse-colored white cloak as the devil thought for a while, recalled the literary materials he had read in this world, and read a certain name in very standard Russian, "Mikhail Andreevich K. Dostoyevsky . . . so long!"

Obviously, for the convenience of addressing, Fyodor, who was wearing his father's vest, also abbreviated Mikhail's name to Mikhail D, and rarely used the full name.

The young man obsessed with the identity of the shop owner left the bar, sat next to Shuji Tsushima, and put the tableware prepared in advance into his hands.

Fyodor poured himself a cup of black tea mixed with brandy, took a sip and said, "After all, matryoshka is a special feature of Russia, and Mitya is just fine."

Mijia, I still like this nickname quite a bit. After being substituted into the character's identity and certain occasions, it really has a special flavor.

Hearing this, the curly-haired young man moaned and poked the steaming food on the plate with a knife, without expressing too much.

Taverns in remote Siberian towns are not as well-stocked as bars in cities.Apart from the most common drinks, the only food that can be eaten is the baked bread that the shop owner gets up early every day.

Administrators don't feel hungry and have no problem wanting to eat.The food that falls into the stomach will be completely converted into some satiety value on the character's status bar, and will disappear directly in the stomach.

Even if a certain bandage spirit with the identity of Pandora's Actor just ate a meal of boiled instant noodles with rich ingredients not long ago, now he can reset the satiety value back to 0, and it will not be caused by eating too much. Boring causes no enjoyment.

"It's rare to come here, do you want to try my Russian dishes?" Fyodor thought to add after he was seated, seeing his lover's lack of interest in the Russian dishes he cooked himself.

The two of them will meet here, which is originally a pastime during the plot.The idle days in Mihua Town didn't last long, and because of the interruption of the stomachache that had to be done, I didn't enjoy much leisure time.

Obviously, this dilapidated log cabin in the north is also a good place for a date with the snow scene outside.

Shuji Tsushima looked headstrong, cutting the crispy bread into small pieces with the exquisite table knife in his hand.Afterwards, he carefully licked the white cream on the tip of the knife, and stuck out his tongue in distaste, "Fei Jia, you only asked this after serving it up. I don't want it if I'm not used to it."

"Crab meat and corn salad, grilled bread with sour cream, and then grilled hot sushi with cheese." The young man who was rejected by his lover tolerated the other's petty waywardness as usual, and stretched out his hand to smooth Shuji Shuntsujima's temple The hair on the side, introduced several improved special dishes to him, "Of course it is also filled with crab meat."

Sushi with cheese is obviously a variation of Japanese cuisine, and it is very popular in the local area.Fyodor also considered that his black cat hadn't tried it before, so he thought about doing something when he was bored.

Not long after leaving the original demon, Shuji Tsushima was obviously frightened by the gap between the same person on both sides, clapped his hands and sighed perfunctorily: "Wow... Fei Jia, you are so bored that you want to make troubles." These?"

Don't say anything about planning to get the "book" and wipe out the supernatural beings from all over the world.Beside him, the future version of the devil, whose cooking skills have been fully developed in more than ten years, can be called the perfect boyfriend who will be envied by anyone who sees him.

Of course, he is also very suitable for marriage, and the object is only limited to a certain bandage spirit with the same name as the Japanese literary giant.

Shuji Tsushima poked a piece of grilled cheese sushi in front of him and put it to his mouth without opening his mouth.After a long while, the whole person collapsed as if discouraged, and muttered, "I'm not very used to Russian food..."

After all, he has lived in France for 15 years. Influenced by eating habits, he will naturally be unable to accept certain dishes over time, and he will not even have the idea of ​​​​trying to take the initiative.

Of course, this mainly refers to British cuisine, but during the time when I went to St. Petersburg while traveling, I was also not very used to Russian cuisine.

"But if I did it, you'll still appreciate it, right." Fyodor still didn't show any regrets, because he knew his lover too well.Knowing that Shuji Tsushima put on an appearance of reluctance, it was just an appearance, unable to cover up the truest thoughts deep in his heart.

"If you know it, don't say it."

The person who was punctured did not blush, and changed his slow-moving action before, after lowering Pandora's Actor's satiety value, he tasted this meal that was much more delicious than his nonsensical instant noodles food.

"How?" Fyodor couldn't help poking his puffed cheek, asking how he felt.

Tsushima tried his best to think about the wording, trying to give a professional gourmet impression, but after pondering for a long time, his mind was blank except for the simplest idea.

Why is his mouse so good at cooking.

"Well... except for the taste of sour cream, everything else is good." The young man chewed the delicious crab meat, with a satisfied expression on his face, and pushed the only toast that he was not used to to his lover in front of him.

Fyodor nodded to express his understanding, took the plate and said, "Then leave this to me."

This simplest and relaxed way of getting along really makes him feel relaxed, and he can enjoy every minute and every second of getting along.

Satisfied with being fed again, the curly-haired young man left the small round stool in front of the bar and nestled comfortably on the rocking chair in front of the fireplace.He squinted his eyes contentedly, and slowly swayed, obviously very satisfied with this tavern with few people.

Shuji Tsushima sighed, patted his bulging stomach, and said in a drawn-out tone: "I always think it would be nice to settle down in Siberia, so the two of us opened a tavern together. Although life is plain, how should I put it, but There is a unique sense of warmth.”

"do not."

Fyodor didn't think much about it, and rejected the proposal in seconds, even showing a little helplessness on his face.

"Why? Is it because it's more difficult to buy notebooks here? Or does Fei Jia prefer to open a coffee shop in Yokohama?"

Surprised by his lover's overly quick answer, the curly-haired young man sat up slightly, staring at the young man who returned to the bar to clean up the dishes, his tone full of doubts, "Obviously these problems can be realized with cut maps after the plan is successful. , will not affect life."

Because Mikhail's group of demons is set according to the script, the frequency of the activation of the supernatural power has long been recorded by various countries.Even in a remote town in Siberia where there are few people on the road, using supernatural powers to remove stains from dishes has the risk of being noticed by the government.

So after coming to the root world for so long, Fyodor has never used the ability of his administrator account, pretending to be an ordinary person, and living a life that is not rich but not poor for half a month.

He has not been able to live in Bungo Stray Dog World Russia for many years, and he also has a general understanding of the folk customs here.

The young man sighed slightly, feeling helpless for some laws that were completely consistent with the present world, he put the cleaned dishes back into the locker and explained: "Russian law prohibits homosexuals from making intimacy in public, I don't want to I have to be sneaky to kiss you."

It was this that stopped him from wanting to live permanently in Russia.

"Well……"

Shuji Tsushima covered his mouth thoughtfully. Facing these force majeure, he could only express his complicated mood with a wrinkled expression.

"Why do I always feel that this sentence is like a tragic hero? If it continues like this, I will die in some accident. And facing the eyes of the world, you who are left behind are also stepping towards a degenerate ending—ah, it hurts."

Someone whose thinking went astray began to think about it again, and the words about his lover led to some extremely bad future developments.

In the next second, he was hit on the forehead by a candy flying from the bar.

"Don't talk nonsense." Fyodor still maintained the throwing action, and the smile on his face was a little dangerous.

"I just think it's very suitable to be made into a movie. After all, there is no "Brokeback Mountain" in this world, and the film industry always feels that there is a lack of voice." Such a pessimistic thought.It's just that because of his recent career as an actor, he always thinks about scripts that are suitable for his own Melles.

Fyodor showed no sign of being persuaded, and pointedly pointed out the reality, "You don't have that time, just give up."

The curly-haired young man pouted, humming, peeling off the candy and throwing it into his mouth.

The rare salty toffee melted in his mouth,

"That's right. Although it is said that Conan's plot setting requires me to spend two years in the show business circle, in fact, I can only participate in the first year in person."

He counted his own arrangements with his fingers, except that the content of some movies that Mr. Natsume had told in advance could not be changed, the time left for him was not rich.

"After all, Osamu Dazai, who was kidnapped by the Great Demon King, needs to be brought back by his 'child' Sigma. Sigma is not a martial artist in the first place, and it is difficult enough to survive among various terrorist organizations, let alone bring A cripple who can't walk..." Shuji Tsushima laughed without any conscience, recalling the extremely dire situation on the surface of the Fumino server.

Osamu Dazai, who had been missing for a whole year, was rescued by a young man with exaggerated hair color and no past, and the other party inadvertently made a slip of the tongue, calling Dazai Osamu "mother"... I don't know what will happen to the supernatural secret service department at that time. What do you think.

It's just that before that, the short life in exile may require the help of a certain bandage master.

"So you need to solve it yourself when necessary, and cross-server delays are obviously not acceptable." The pale-skinned young man took the conversation, cleaned the stains on the bar, and asked casually: "But speaking of it, Sigma has joined the Five Decays of Heaven and Man here. Yet?"

"Not yet, but it will be soon." Shuji Tsushima shook his head slowly, his expression finally returned to his serious look, "The devil is already trying to find out about his past, and I'm afraid he will go there after he finds out the details. Get in touch."

"Then what are you going to do?"

Fyodor, who obviously already knew what his lover was thinking, still made unnecessary inquiries, took a bottle of vodka from the wine rack behind him, and explained to himself, "Sigma is an existence created by 'books' after all, and we No information about it, not sure if he could perceive anything with the 'book' in front of him."

"That's right, it's too dangerous for the devil to get in touch, and it may cause our identities to be exposed early."

So he took the opportunity to run out to meet Sigma one step ahead of the other party.